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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=347905" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Mirror</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=347905" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">There I sighted the lonesome lass<br>a look of despair on her lifeless face<br>tears brimming in her gloomy eyes<br>her dark unkempt hair – a shade of sorrow<br>may be I had seen her somewhere before<br>as she looked at me with a knowing gaze</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=347905" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">There was a deafening silence between us<br>I tried to speak but the words had frozen out<br>So I kept on staring at her –<br>- and She at Me</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=347905" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Her lamenting eyes seemed to whisper: <br>“ my bruised heart has been aching so long, <br>it cannot bear the pain any more…<br>it seeks solace, it seeks relief, <br>it’s withering away of endless grief! ”</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=347905" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I knew not how to console her<br>feeling just as helpless as she was<br>so donning a mask over the “real” Me<br>and a “made-up” smile on my face<br>I turned away from the mirror<br>and trudged along with the world’s brisk pace</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Aparna+Chatterjee">Aparna Chatterjee</a></strong></div>

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