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Feb 2014
I am looking in the mirror
And I can see
Someone I don't know
He's looking right back at me

Looking back in front of me
At the reflection I see
Of the unhappy figure
My God don't let it be me

His eyes are calloused
His face off color blue
A once confident man
He knows not what to do

His cold dark stare
Show he is worse for ware
His ghostly impression
Hoping he can make a connection

He is asking for help
With a tear in his eye  
He's ****** up his life
That's why he still cry's
Dennis Bielanski
Written by
Dennis Bielanski  Virginia
(Virginia)   
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