I look into the mirror,
and see a pale smirking face,
it looked me in the eyes,
and no longer shows a pout.
I asked him who he was,
because that refection wasn't me.
I'm not alright, i'm not alright...
He looked at me,
the same smirk on his face,
I am simply you,
you will be alright.
He knows not what I am,
knows not what I face,
he knows not whom I love.
But he looks at me with my own eyes.
Cold glass mirror,
show me my new life,
let me break free of old ties.
Comments
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very well writen
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Penned well
Excellent read
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