Defined

Look in the mirror,
see your enemy there.
That one moment in your life
defined you.
There has been no transformation? You were never in a cocoon or a seed under a willow?
Look deeper now. You were born old and withered. Innocence never faded, for guilt you rode in on. The storm upon the winds.
©2016dedhedpoet

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