On this road my life does trace
Forgotten love, forgotten face
Another time, another place
What part of me have you become
Is it you or is it me?
And in this love I commence to doubt
What part of me can I live without?
Who holds the mirror that reflects to me
Who I think I am to be
Is it you or is it me?
When I seem too far away
In a hole where you can’t play
And if I leave will regret win out
A pain I wear that leaves a doubt
Oh whom I think I am to be
Is it you or is it me?
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Of all who’s left a mark on thee
Who’s the fairest one you see
For within another I see me.
An Unexpected Muse… 
P.o.i.g.n.a.n.t.<3 ❤
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Thank you!
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You are more than welcome. ❤
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I feel you can live without the doubt and regrets.
Let the rest of you shine through. A quote comes to mind:
“A cloud does not know
why it moves in just such a
direction and at such
a speed” by richard bach
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Thank you for such a lovely quote. Yes, the light does shine through in time as doubt and regret turn into lessons learned.
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A lovely poem, JC. I love the dark fairy-tale essence that you capture so well.
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Thank you so much! It is always a pleasure to read your comments. 🙂
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Beautiful poem. Thank you for sharing your talents with us.
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Thank you, I appreciate that!
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My pleasure. Happy writing journey to you.
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