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The Mirror
Together, we are one.
As I sit and look in the mirror more than one image appears.
You and I are side by side.
I smile twice..
Once for me.
Once for you.
When I cry, we both cry.
Mounds of tears fall from our face.
Could this be true love?
I feel confident that we will always be this way.
But just in case the mirror shatters,
Don't ever change.
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Constellation
A billion tiny bits of light glisten across the sky
Forever shining -- ever so bright,
Have you ever wondered why?
"A glow in the dark puzzle," a man once said.
"A shattered light," said his wife.
Their son looked up, pointed and said,
"God sneezed and it came to life."
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A Fact of Life
Life is a long, long corridor with continuous doors throughout it's path.
Some doors lead to nowhere; especially revolvong one's.
Round and round they go --
Never leading to stability.
Everyone travels down this hallway at one time or another,
Leaving all kinds of debris on the floor for the next person to clean up.
Each step you take leads to more pain and unhappiness.
But despite your own problems, there is always someone who is less fortunate.
Someone who received the short end of the stick or
Someone who was dealt a bad deck of cards.
No matter which way you put it,
"They" have to clean up the remains of others.
Somebody has been awarded a future which consists of a long dirty road;
Complete with filth, grime and a helluva lotta mud to wipe up.
And their reward?
Their consolation for being the Chosen One?
One sore arm... and a life's supply of footprints.
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Trust
Adam knew not what he had
The poison wasn't the apple but the core shattered in one bite
Blame not the serpent(s)
Foolish is the blind heart
For what did he gain compared to what was lost?
I'd rather have one true friend than a dozen imposters
or a wife
or children that murder
or you.
To be remembered as the first man who betrayed his only friend
must be spectacular
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