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Fellowship - Sound Haven by Calder Moore

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Proud Girl Projecting Her Downfall

In mirrors cracked, she sees the past unfold, A proud girl bound by stories she has told. She blames old loves for all her bitter tears, Yet holds no mirror to her own dark fears.

With haughty gaze, she mocks her ex's flame, Declaring her the same, trapped in a shame. But in truth's light, the new girl thrives with grace, While shadows darken our proud girl’s embrace.

Each stumble, fall, she cries, "Their fault, not mine!" Blind to the roots that twist within her spine. She judges all, a court of one, presides, But it's her own reflection that she hides.

For in her heart, she fears what truth reveals, A messy life, a wound that never heals. And so she blames, projects her inner strife, Afraid to face the judge within her life.

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— via jitterati

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— Susan Jeffers

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Don’t let anyone who hasn't been in your shoes tell you how to tie your laces.

k.b. // unknown

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I write, because I talked to people and they belittled my feelings.