i am so sorry that i hurt you and i don't expect you to understand but i had to leave my comfort zone take a risk..take a chance.
I don't expect you to listen when you spoke i fell deaf but let me explain and not for me alone but for you to know also for yourself.
you will get hurt, thats what you said to me and you were right, i did but dispite the tears loss and heatace it was worth it.. for awhile i lived.
your way of thinking is understandable but its lonely ... its wrong and unless you take achance to share yourself how are you to find where, and with who you might belong.
tears are the endings of where happyness begins thats the story of our lives but who's to say it cannot differ unless were willing to give it a try.
i am so sorry that i hurt you don't make eye contact if it hurts that much but every enemy needs a dreamer so don't forget me.. keep in touch.
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Posted: Mar 2012
About this poem:
its in the title .. and i do so hate cleaning mirrors
Sounds like the experience of betrayal of one's own self's better judgement... An excellent title for the poem if I've understood the message properly.
RedexNorthumberland, England UKMar 22, 2012
Very good mirror- poem, it just has to be done from time to time, But for sure that picture is not you, nobody goes through life without making mistakes, playing it wrong, but its the cleaning of the mirror that tells the tale an its bright sparkle helps to start again.
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But for sure that picture is not you, nobody goes through life without making mistakes, playing it wrong, but its the cleaning of the mirror that tells the tale an its bright sparkle helps to start again.