The Mystery Who Smiles Back

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I am beautifully broken

So precisely cracked

Damaged, inside out

Upside down, and lost

In the dark, where I live

In my heart, in my mind

Closing myself off

I am happy in my solitude

Melancholy in my loneliness

Going one step at a time

Keeping madness perfectly balanced

And glue myself back

Mind, heart, soul – but

Incomplete

The mystery who smiles

Back in a enchanted looking glass

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Reality and I have quarrelled. This is where I go so he can't find me, my Other Place. Here I can spin my Fancies and Fiction, as I wander among the Stars and listen as they whisper their secret to the moon. My name is Annie, I am lovely and lonely and I belong deeply to myself. I love cats, listening to the blues, the mountains more than the beach, being lazy, writing my fancies and fiction and I also love to crochet. That's me and this is my Other Place.

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