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by ~* Joyful *~   Aug 17, 2004


Looking straight at me,
Is a girl with long brown hair.
She doesn't look away,
She doesn't move, she stares.

Her lips start to move,
But she doesn't make a sound.
I look at her confused,
I look her up, then down.

She's kind of tall and skinny,
With a pale but pretty face.
She lives life to the fullest,
Against the clock, A race.

She has her arms crossed,
Close to her beating heart.
But she puts her head down,
Not thinking that shes smart.

She smiles like nothings wrong,
As tears fall from her eye's.
But no-one notice's as she lives,
Life telling these painful lies.

I look into her eye's and,
Wonder who she could be.
How do i know this girl,
Could she really be me?

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  • 18 years ago

    by simone

    Wow, thats an excelant poem! you have a real talent. and i mean that. i have a poem of my own.. if you have the time i would love for you to read it

  • 18 years ago

    by Josiphina

    i loved that poem i know exactly how you feel trust me! i feel the exact same way.. but i loved the poem... mine arnt that good but if you can plz tell me wat ya think.

  • 19 years ago

    by Hannah M.

    Very good poem! Loved it. It's like you are looking in a mirror. Keep it up.
    ~Hannah~

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