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May 2015
{~~~}

Could you see your beauty
Through the mirror of my eyes?
Would you see a normal person
Insignificant in size?
Or would you see someone perfect
On both of their sides?
I always wanted to show you
The choice for you to decide
A mirror, so silver, so exact
Showing a reflection calm and real
Sharpening your senses
Cold to touch and still
You look at yourself;
What do you see?
A shattered reflection
Or something to be?
If you saw yourself
Shining back unclear
You are still perfect
The darkness will disappear
I will bring the mirror
A perfect pane of glass
I will show you a reflection
A precise image that will last
The shadows will fade
And you will no longer be blind
To the way you look
Perfectly in my mind
You beauty is breath-taking
More stunning than the moon
Your eyes of brown
Criticizing your image too soon
Your radiance
Coming from your skin
Amazing as you are
Even beauty from within
Just one touch
Is all it takes
For the mirror to crack
The pieces to break
The broken mirror falling
Gleaming a silver flash
Your perfection still reflected
In the mirror that fell to Ash.

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*I look back on it now
And wonder how?
Lawd this poem is so old. So very old. From 2013. Probably my first good poem. I look back on it now..

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