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Melinda Wells 03/31/09
Childsplay
A Circus
The funhouse effect
I'm looking at mirrors
That are all around me.
The skinny one
The fat one
The tall one
The short one
Reflections
of me
Well sort of
But are they real?
Skewed images of the truth.
One by one they taunt me
Keeping me trapped inside
Their voices drowning out
Your still small voice that guides.
Your light pours in
And reveals the truth
Looking in a mirror
Till my reflection is You.
1 comment:
If we could really see ourselves the way He sees us. Too often we see ourselves as the world sees us or the way the world says we should be seen.
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