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03-02-2003, 02:27 PM | #1 |
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One of my poems.
I hope you like it.
Mirror, Mirror Mirror, Mirror What are you trying to show me? Is that my reflection I see? No, no. It can’t be Mirror, Mirror Spiritually, I feel cold and wet That’s not my reflection I’ll bet Mirror, Mirror My soul doesn’t seem pure It’s me Satan’s trying to lure I haven’t been myself My spirit is on the devil’s bookshelf Mirror, Mirror Show me who I really am Instead of who I’ve become |
03-02-2003, 08:54 PM | #2 |
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No one likes it?
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03-03-2003, 07:17 PM | #3 |
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i liked it
Very good poem:P
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i like it too
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Thanks.
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