The crack running down the reflective surface splits me evenly. Two pupils, on either side, don’t meet eye to eye. Two souls, but one body. One showing the light, The other swallowed in black. Black and white, half and half. But, nothing is ever that easy. Monday, no fluorescent glow Breaches my conscious. Tuesday, I’m … Continue reading Mirrored Enemy
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The One I Need Most
Dedicated to my best friend, that I failed... I'm so sorry “If I had a flower for every time I thought of you… I could walk through my garden forever.” ― Alfred Tennyson https://poets.media/the-one-i-need-most I don't deserve to be called your friend anymore By: Erin Winans
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