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by J. Lee
Rated: E · Poetry · Personal · #2039369
Release and surrender to truth; owning the self in all of it's flaws and features.

Stuck on the wrong side of a one way mirror,
And I’m sick of seeing the smeared fingerprints
Hiding your eyes.

I see you staring in vanity.
Studying your complexion.
Memorizing each imperfection you’ll hold to
When you lose the attention once you walk away.

I see you trembling.
You can’t see it.  But I can.

I see your tears,
And you don’t even blink
Because all you see is how believable your eyes look
When you try to pretend like they’re not even there.

I see your filth.
Your bravery… shattered… distant.
And I see you flinch as you hear those truths.

How long can your chin lift so unnaturally
Before I need to see you again,
Unable to face anywhere but me.

So I can look you right in the eyes.
And tell you I Love You Anyways.

Because as often as you walk away from that grungy reflection
I’m right here behind you.

Seeing what you refuse to look at.
With the tears you refuse to release.

Trembling in the thought that you may never know
That my weakness is staring me right in the face,

And reflecting destruction
From both sides of a one way mirror.
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