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by peggy Author IconMail Icon
Rated: · Poetry · Other · #1138345
Free Verse Orginal prompt: Through the Glass
The face looking back at me,
looks nothing like the way I
do now. .
The eyes are lost and haunted.
Beaten down,
like I have not seen a day's peace
in my entire life
It is not a face that I am able to recognize. .
One that I don't wish to recognize.
But, I am not able to turn away.
I take another look,
then I recognize the face. .
it was the way I used to be.
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