My Relflection
life stops as moment
dont seem real
i slow down in
time only to find
where am at am lost
but yet still i see
the exit it draws a
distant the more i run
the more i fight
the more i hustle
i have lived my way
for many years now
and at the dawn
of the new year
maybe its time to
change as i stare
long and hard at
my reflection waiting
for the perfect moment to pick
up the broken pieces
poem by Robert Roberts
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