Neither knave nor jar nor rust colored
nor transparent but burnt umber!
And the curtain to its sea shell
and among the roots the noble one. 58 more words
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Faces stare Imposing on your soul Nudging your insecurities Bumping a sense of self Toppling your validation Faces Stare They embark on a journey To who who you've always been But remain puzzling When they find who you are Faces Stare And crush All you've loved And all you've left to die But lastly The stare will crush you Faces Stare But I assure you The mirror never stares back - Mitchell Coriell