Reflection Poem by david e golledge

Reflection



Those fine sad eyes
That tear me apart
Once burned with life.

Do you see me still
reflected there?
Have I remained inside
or have your exorcised
my presence as you would
any other fools?
Do you still care?

Who am I to question?

Those blind mad lies
that killed your heart
came from my lips.

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