A poem I got the idea of looking out the window and suddenly focusing on my reflection. As this is a lot unlike me, to make a poem about myself, that is exactly why I made it.
~Narcissist
I look out the window and take a glimpse at the snow
Reminiscing, meditating, just thinking about it
In respect to winter and nature I bow
Am I really thinking of something, or staring like stupid?
The reflecion never leaves me, always there
A conforting presence, the only faithful friend
The ghost inside that never gave me a scare
It will be there, from now until the end
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