Tuesday, 07 July 2009
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Boxes and Walls
Images in mirrors box in
A person trapped by the limits of their perception sometimes
A thirteen year old me stares back
Her with the boyish haircut something no one can imagine now
Especially by the wearer herself yet
Inside the same person remains thus
Why can we never be satisfied? Who
Stares back now? Her
With the wavy locks, another 8 year battle curse as she
Once lamented for the stick straight styles of the
Quintessential Asian Girl
Currently at its
Natural shade with remnants of the Marron henna that
Makes its appearance every so often with the right
Angles of the noon sun
Shortly most likely to be changed yet again
In accordance with the fickle mind of this owner unwilling
To commit to the blazing mahogany she craves but
Not the maintenance that comes with it.
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