AnxietyA Poem by EternalFlame
They're all staring at me you say
But it's not you they see Just a twisted reflection of themselves with all their flaws exposed Little red circles around Everything wrong Little red circles blocking Perfection. They're all staring at me you say, But it's not you they see. © 2012 EternalFlame |
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Added on April 20, 2012 Last Updated on July 14, 2012 Tags: flaws, staring, anxiety, perfection Author
EternalFlameCAAboutWriting isn't really a huge hobby of mine, I don't aspire to be well known or a "poet" or ever get published. However, when life makes me want to pelt angry porcupines at people; a pen and paper alway.. more..Writing
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