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closely Don't look too closely. You'll start to see the flaws, the minuscule cracks in the veneer of my face. You'll see the smile isn't sincere, that my eyes are too cold. Muscles twitch beneath my skin from the strain of making nice. It will seem like a betrayal when you learn the truth. You'll ask the questions and I'll tell you the lies. But don't you see, silly ? I was this way all along. You just never looked before.  ~ Jolielaide  |
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9/27/2008 11:57 pm |
nice poem, i should look him but far  like this cute eyes...The most beautiful thing can not b seen & touched it must felt with heart 
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9/28/2008 2:21 am |
Ngeeeekk!  ...UP, CLOSE, and PERSONAL ba Bebz?  Just call me ELZ 
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9/28/2008 8:24 pm |
i'll just stay staring from afar   
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tons of quotation to contradict it but coz you're sweet i will not  ~ Jolielaide
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nice poem, i should look him but far like this cute eyes...~ Jolielaide
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Ngeeeekk! ...UP, CLOSE, and PERSONAL ba Bebz?  ~ Jolielaide
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always a pleasure ~ Jolielaide
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I am silver and exact. I have no preconceptions. Whatever I see I swallow immediately Just as it is, unmisted by love or dislike. I am not cruel, only truthful , The eye of a little god, four-cornered. Most of the time I meditate on the opposite wall. It is pink, with speckles. I have looked at it so long I think it is part of my heart. But it flickers. Faces and darkness separate us over and over. Now I am a lake. A woman bends over me, Searching my reaches for what she really is. Then she turns to those liars, the candles or the moon. I see her back, and reflect it faithfully. She rewards me with tears and an agitation of hands. I am important to her. She comes and goes. Each morning it is her face that replaces the darkness. In me she has drowned a young girl, and in me an old woman Rises toward her day after day, like a terrible fish. ~ Jolielaide
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Mirror, mirror, tell me why The reason in which my heart can't comply. What is it missing; where is it found? Truth in which my emotions are bound. Mirror, mirror, vanish the past. These fears I have: why do they last? The abuse, it haunts me; it won’t fade away. Suffering that dwindles in my heart everyday. Mirror, mirror, watch the tears fall Into this empty existence I crawl. Searching for my ray of light to clear my clouds away, I close my eyes, and hold my breath, and then begin to pray: “Mirror, mirror, I beg to be free; Help me to heal, help me to see. Banish my storm clouds, banish my pain, Help to realize, that I am not insane. Mirror, mirror, as you fall to the floor, Breaking in pieces, I beg you once more: That as your life ends, mine will begin, Searching for lost emotions that have been hidden within. Mirror, mirror, I bid you goodbye. A weight has been lifted, I can no longer cry. Sitting in the middle of sharp shards of glass, I realize I have just said goodbye to my past. Mirror, mirror, now I must go To search the world and bask in its glow. As I clean up the pieces that once used to be, I silently thank you for setting me free. ~ Jolielaide
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Forever Sixteen I look in the mirror and all I see Is this girl looking back at me I know what she feels The things that I use to The way it use to be ~ Jolielaide
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An Aged Mirror Mirror mirror upon the wall please tell me how many faces you can recall ~ Jolielaide
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i told you so  ~ Jolielaide
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D. switched it off it's interrupting  ~ Jolielaide
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i'll just stay staring from afar ~ Jolielaide
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lei  ~ Jolielaide
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it's broken  ~ Jolielaide
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9/30/2008 9:08 am |
you have stood closest among 
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wow ~ Jolielaide
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