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Oct 2015
I looked in the mirror,
And made a promise to a girl.

I told her not to be afraid,
I told her never to doubt herself.

She was trapped,
I told her she'd be free one day.

I told her not to worry,
That this world would be kind to her.

I told her I'd do anything to bring her here,
To let her escape.

She looked me right in the eyes,
And she smiled.

She smiled a beautiful smile,
Joyous, beaming, grinning.

She smiled a pure smile,
Not forced, not a hint of sadness.

She cried three tears,
Of unrelenting relief.

And she whispered back,
So quietly.

I got so close to the mirror,
My breath clouded over her lips.

She whispered,
I will be strong

And when I drew back,
The mist of my breath,
Formed a heart,
One heart,
Between the two of us.
Parsavagely Kompenere
Written by
Parsavagely Kompenere  19/F/Yorkshire
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