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Who Am I Really

Who Am I Really

Who am i really

In the mirror i stand there

With light brown skin and long black hair

Though you see me

Do you know me?

How i feel?

My personality?

Does it matter in reality?

Maybe not to you

But to me it does

The person in the mirror

Who it really was

Who am i really

Warm yet cold

Like a river flows

A heart with a current that never slows

This is who it is

This is me

In reality

Its what i see

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Morris Holland ...

I think this is a good piece... I feel you on this and know where you are going with it as a writer. Keep them coming..

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Jimmy Arnold

Asmaa

A powerful reality of an individual whom appears to discard all possibilities of illusional thinkings are ways of life, once again an i am who i am attitude, introvert some times when needed and extrovert on the occasions when this part of your self, needs be profiled.A surety to whom you are and where you are going in life and you are your own bus driver in charge of your on ideas in life and appears to be enjoying all of the accolades that accompanies your choices in life....Positive person and a book well written and read, not to be judged, simply by the cover that contains its presentations to its readers...

Kindest regards,

Jim

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William has added an extra spice to all poems, (for us all), that he has commented on, with the manner in which he has chosen to comment, it's a wonderful thing.    

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