Reflections

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    Reflections
    Everytime I look in the mirror I see the girl I used to be. Reflections of the person who wanted to be what she could. Being smart like she said she would, and all the bad times I have. The exciting moments. But all that is gone and only my reflection is shown.

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    Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

    Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

    sexyt28’s Poems (9)

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    So Much 0 04/02/2009
    Reflections 0 04/02/2009
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    My Eyes 1 04/02/2009
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    BELIEVE WHAT IS TRUE! 0 01/18/2009
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