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Who is that girl in the reflection?
Not me, surely, but who?
Why does she move her hand with me?
With the same black heart tattoo
Why does she have the same brown hair?
Curling around her face
Why does she have the same hazel eyes?
Back and forth, they pace
When did she get there?
There, behind the glass
Why am I not there?
When did she pass?
That's when it hits
I figure it out
That is me
I'm sure, without a doubt
This couldn't be me!
This isn't me at all
Wouldn't I know?
Wouldn't I recall?
But that is me
For I have changed
The choices I've made
They have made me deranged
I can't go back
I'm to far gone
Will someone help me?
Before it's past dawn?
- by Heavenly_Heathen |
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- | Submitted on 01/20/2010 |
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- Title: Who is she?
- Artist: Heavenly_Heathen
- Description: When I wrote this I had drugs in mind, because I have seen that drugs can make you different. It was after reading Crank by Ellen Hopkins. (Recommended)
- Date: 01/20/2010
- Tags: drugs musicluver9456
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- Heavenly_Heathen - 02/01/2010
- I'm sorry about your uncle...
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- In Search of that Booty - 02/01/2010
- A very true poem. I happen to have an uncle who's a heroine addict so trust me when I say this is true
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