Pieces Poem by Maya Hanson

Pieces

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A shimmering shadow
made of fresh, forbidden air
and laughs
and memories

A footstep
A handprint
A mirror of truth

It shatters
taking part of me
with it

The bittersweet
is more bitter than sweet
as I fall to pieces

The shards twist into my skin
Maybe I'm just into
Self-torture
Or maybe I'm just another
Mirror

I paint myself
Out of this world
Into another
I paint my shadow
with me

I watch as the people I love
Stare at me
As they see
Themselves and nothing more

I'm shards of a mirror

The bittersweet
is more bitter than sweet
as I fall to pieces

Friday, October 3, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: mirror
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
A Waltz For Zizi 10 October 2014

I paint myself Out of this world Into another I paint my shadow with me I watch as the people I love Stare at me As they see Themselves and nothing more my favourite part. Well done!

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A Waltz For Zizi 10 October 2014

I paint myself Out of this world Into another I paint my shadow with me I watch as the people I love Stare at me As they see Themselves and nothing more My favourite part. Well done!

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