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Jan 29
I stare at this empty mirror
Standing still as a picture
Watching my rugged figure
Eyes can tell great stories
I wait for someone to read mine

Silence echoes and overwhelms
Hollow walls surround me
They will break down
For now I wait for sound
The chirps of birds to clear my head
The hush of rain to keep me sane

Time feels endless
It will deceive
The night will not leave

Darkness claimed my shadow
Leaving me to fight this night alone
The air feels dense
It suffocates
I feel lost in my own home

Maybe you will not understand
Your mirror may not look the same
You could be glowing
With a smile bright as day
Ready for the world to come your way
Sometimes I find it hard to talk, so I write instead. I don't understand how people move on fast. I feel lost all the time. But I am trying my best and I know I can improve. Thank you for everyone who reads my work. It makes me happy.
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