She looked into the mirror
a reflection she hoped to see
“Who am I who have I become?”
the reply was answered
“Nobody”
She stood up and turned to him
tears frozen in her blue eyes
A look of sadness upon his face
as she told to him her last good bye’s
Fair thee well Fair thee well
your time has come and past
go to her with an open heart
find peace and love at last
She bowed her head and walked away
into the cold misty brine
never more, just no one
only a dream once upon a time…
Dec 27, 2015
Dec 27, 2015 at 10:25 PM UTC
She looked into the mirror
a reflection she hoped to see
“Who am I who have I become?”
the reply was answered
“Nobody”
She stood up and turned to him
tears frozen in her blue eyes
A look of sadness upon his face
as she told to him her last good bye’s
Fair thee well Fair thee well
your time has come and past
go to her with an open heart
find peace and love at last
She bowed her head and walked away
into the cold misty brine
never more, just no one
only a dream once upon a time…
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