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Looking in the mirror

i see the same person that was there before you

the eyes still the same brown

the lips still pink

my cheeks still pale

but i see someone totally different

the sadness in her eyes

the pout to her lips

who am i looking at, surely it is not me

as the tears fall i reach up

someone save me from this stranger

oh god some one help me

someone help her

the pain so easily seen

yet so many have not even noticed

is she that good of an actress

behind the pain there something familiar about her

something bright and cheerful with the old her

something only love could have brought

but she mourns some one else

where is this love coming from

someone save us!

she in love and doesn't want to be,

she in love with two men

how is that possible

how can she chose,

how can she go to the one

while her heart was shattered by the other

Someone save her from this

Someone save me

it all in her eyes

she doesn't know how to tell him

the ones she loves

ones gone from her life

while the other stays

the one that stays has no idea of the love

the one thats gone doesn't know the pain he cause

someone save us

someone save us please

turning away more tears fall

the women looking back at me in the mirror

was me, but i am still a girl

yet a women is trapped with in,

in hell with her emotions

the lack of understanding

someone help, before its too late and all hope is lost

I know I am not perfect

Never claimed to be

I know my hair is long and curly

Not long and straight

I know I am browner then most

Not pale as the models of your dreams

I know I have curves and a little more to love

Not supermodel thin

I know I have flaws and what nots'

But doesn't everyone

Sick of fight the media over what a female should be

Women come in all different shapes and sizes

Like I have said I am not perfect

But I never want to be

My flaws are what make me

And if you can not accept the fact

Then maybe you need to look with

If you can accept my flaws then you're doing better then most

I know I don't fit the media idea of the prefect female

Sorry to say but I'll never be that

I will not bow down to them I'll stand for real women like me

I know I am not perfect

Sitting on this cold earth,

Below me rest the body

The body of a broken women

The scent of death hangs in the air

As my eyes glance at the headstone

But what draws me to her

Is her broken heart

That still beats for one,

Chills descend down my spine

As I hear her deadly call to me

Something familiar about the song

She sings to me from beyond the grave

One lonely heart to another

She knows what I came to do

And she wont stop me

I finally stop to read her headstone

In big bold letters under her name it read

"My heart will always be his,

The one I can not have"

I lay upon her grave

Thinking how true those words are

As I pull the knife from my pocket

The cold metal against my skin

Spreads goose bumps rushing across my skin

Taking one last breath

Of the last October air

Pulling the cold knife against my wrist

Making the fetal cut

Letting the knife slip from my fingers

I lay there slowly watching

The blood drain from my body

All thoughts on him

My eyes lids closing

Leaving me in pitch black

Coldness seeping in to the depth of my bones

Creeping towards my heart

That he held but never loved

Death has befallen me

Opening my eyes I stare at the ground

Seeing my lifeless body

Just laying there

And the ghost of the women I lay upon

Tears in her eyes

I watch as someone finds me

Then I see the look of grief upon his face

His eyes revealing all

Maybe I should have waited

Now stuck wondering this land

All alone

Death has befallen me



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wolfie3
08:18 Jun 06 2009

love it

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