Sunday, November 3, 2013

The mirror: A tiny tale.

"Where is she?" She questioned.
"She doesn't live here anymore" there came a reply.

There was silence. She sunk lower and looked at it, her reflection. It was right.
"She" was no longer there. She wondered where she was. The girl she once knew.

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  1. I can't even begin to explain how much this speaks for me. Looking into the mirror, and finding somebody new in there, but I like the new that I see :)

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    1. There can't be any greater joy than knowing that a write up speaks for a reader. Thanks a lot :)

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