Abby Christeen Whaley
Mirror - Poem by Abby Christeen Whaley
Why are you here?
Why do you share my story?
My truths and lies
There’s dirt on you
It is the past from my past
Waist up, I see half of me
Dark eyes staring through me
Reliving, revealing my story
Your cracked in two
Why are you bleeding though?
Your arms, they’re cut and bruised
Where’d that scar come from?
Surely it didn’t come out of nowhere
Your my story teller
You reflect my past, my lies, my life
You relive me from where I was once before
You reveal everything into this world
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