Icrhs Read Count : 27

Category : Poems

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1

Face to Face we 

Ash And Fire Place. 

Facing mans Mirror,

Right after impact.

2

As Man blinking at 

Rapid pace saying 

That our lying Eyes

Did not see that!

3

As if your Truth not found Cracked and upside down from the Flaps 

Many Stories sound like you 

Shouldn’t have flown that high 

4

With disgrace We both

Tar and Feather Face.

The Man in the Mirror 

Still blowing smoke 

5

Up both we Ashes and 

Fire Place as we turned 

Round to trace the many 

Heights that he fell down.



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