Face

The faceless me, in the mirror
Circling the possibilities.
Perhaps, an elderly brow
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Love blossoms in her eyes,
She scribbles verses from her own...

To most I may appear

just a shadowy figure in the streets

I may appear like this

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Am driving home on friday,

Both hands on the wheel.

I like to turn the radio off,

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