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Dec 2020
Mirror.
I've been talking to the mirror.
Been looking at the mirror.
The mirror of me.

Mirror.
I see the tears on your cheeks.
The red on your skin.
The mirror of me.

Dear mirror,
The cracks as you scream,
The pain that you're in.
Is a mirror of me.

Oh mirror,
I saw you on the street
The rain your only sheen
Was a mirror of me.

So mirror,
The claws at your cheek
The deep open screams
The mirror of me.

Hear me when I speak
The reds and blues I see.
The dark that your making.
Is no mirror of me.

Mirror
I hope you can hear me.
The lies that I've seen.
Never a mirror,

Of me.
Not all mirrors tell the truth.
Written by
Hope
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