Gedicht van een vriend
“Mirror”
I look into the mirror
A monster looks back
His eyes are red, his wrists are bleeding
I stare a while, getting a strange feeling
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I hear screaming and whispering
Come closer! Come closer!
I take a step forward and the monster smiles
He says that I’ll become happy
I know it’s a lie
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I look into the mirror
The old me looks back
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My eyes are red, my wrists are bleeding
We swapped places
contje, vrouw, 37 jaar
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