Barbara Lovric Poems

I welcomed my friend home again.
An uninvited friend
An intruder
He made me feel safe in my darkness
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I look myself in the mirror
Who is the girl that i see?
I don't know her
I don't know her at all
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I look myself in the mirror
Who is the girl that i see?
I don't know her
I don't know her at all
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Maybe someday i'll know who to look in the eyes, maybe by then i'll know who is looking me back
Maybe that day i'll asky you why you left
Maybe you'll tell me that day is what you regret
Maybe i'll cry or maybe i'll scream
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