Poets are those who love,--who feel great truths, And tell them.

December 23, 2012

In the Mirror

by Artemis Moon
I see each face,
shadows of the past.
Fallen from grace,
they never did last.

They shine in the dark,
and echo in the silence.
A different mark,
they stole my patience.

Do you accept my fate,
a destiny you see as horror.
I'm not your usual date,
no longer the girl in the mirror.

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