Georgeous people
walk though a perfect house
made of reflective glass.
Once full of laughter
they twirl with delight
and look at glittering faces.
Entering a darker world
they hid in shame
because they could point and laugh.
Lover's delight
hides all h=fear
as they lay together at night.
Broken hearts are destined
with broken workds
to follow.
Smog covered glass
can be wiped away
with a thin cloth.
Family and friends
are all you need
but you don't know that
in a house of mirrors.
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