GhostA Poem by MCSI search the eyes in the old mirror hoping for a glimpse of who I was
need hangs over me like worry the image looking back at me is of a ghost
trapped in tarnished silver walls of time past the very walls that hold me today
can I walk through these walls no, not at all
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3 Reviews Added on November 6, 2013 Last Updated on December 5, 2013 AuthorMCSToronto, (GTA), CanadaAboutFor me writing, painting and photography are the best ways to talk without ever being interrupted. Poetry: the best words in the best order © 2024, M.C.S. - all rights reserved more..Writing
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