I cannot meet her gaze in the mirror.
Her eyes
Look like theirs did-
Glassy,
Dead, and
I realise now
Just how much
They never told me
While they still could.
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Shattered Reflections
Poetry"There was a moment in my life when I could not tell the difference between a window and a mirror. I could look into both and see everything but myself." Rudy Francisco, Helium - Windows and Mirrors A diary of sorts, to help me to remember.
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I cannot meet her gaze in the mirror.
Her eyes
Look like theirs did-
Glassy,
Dead, and
I realise now
Just how much
They never told me
While they still could.
