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Ghost in the Mirror

Ghost in the Mirror

In a mirror, staring back at me
A ghost of who I use to be
Lackluster eyes swallowed whole
Time played a hungry role

Will-o’-the-wisp, a puff of smoke
EidolaΒ sojourn,Β emotions invoke
Vanity has no dominance here
Faint cracks riddle a mirror

Sunken cheeks, skeletal grin
Burrow under crimpy skin
Who have I become?
Living a life so numb

I’m okay, a thousand times lied
Drowning in a quicksilver tide
Alas, only monochrome I see
A manifest, of who I use to be

Weight of the world on a shoulder
Year after year a little older
Soon it won’t seem to matter
As bit by bit fissures shatter
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sally

Well written as always Lisa!
The passage of time can sometimes be rough
Nice work :)

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Curious Onlooker

Well done Poetess, very descriptive work here. No doubt the bginning is my favorite part. The poem, a sentiment to the struggles of life.

In a mirror, staring back at me
A ghost of who I use to be

CO

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A Lonely Journey

Lisa,Β 
You are a fantastic writer, and beautiful person.Β 
Gorgeously sad, from such a vibrant, wonderful girl.Β 
So glad we're friends, and I get to read your beautiful words.Β 
Matthew.Β 

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Anthony Yormesor

You paint a very fine picture of the reality of our existence. It's a dark one but that darkness, we will surely embrace. I love this piece. Thanks for sharing The Poetess.

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Simon Bromley

Epic!Β  You constantly raise the bar Lisa.Β  Trying to be on par with you is near impossible.Β  Well done.

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Ian William

let not the fear of senescence, reign upon the soul in bloom and the realisation that you are meaningful and last forever! Another wonderfully crafted piece, Poetess!

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