How
curious
is it that
reflections
are entirely
unavoidable
They surround us
every single day
We hang mirrors in
our homes in order to
criticise our bodies and
improve upon our looks
There is no pair of eyes
that judges our appearance
more harshly than our own
But we must remember
to keep on smiling and
hold our heads high
We must forget the
curious existence
of our reflections
once every now
and again
and never
let them
define
us
Sweet Speculation 
Love the shape you picked for this poem, it adds even more power. It’s almost as if you can interpret the poem as a mirror itself, that drags you in only for you to again look away. Great writing, keep it up!
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Thank you so much, I’m so glad you liked it! The shape was difficult to lay out nicely but I’m pleased with the final effect 🙂 Thanks again, I’ll be sure to check out your blog!
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It worked perfectly for you I think! And you’ll have to let me know what you think, I post some creative pieces on there under the category “Thoughts, An anonymous Diary”. Gave your blog a follow to keep up with work!
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Wow, thank you! I really appreciate it. I have returned the follow as your blog is excellent. Your most recent post was very thought-provoking and I look forward to reading more!
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Thanks so much. Hope to cross paths again soon! =)
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