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Apr 2021
A glimpse through the mirror and I see myself, at least I know it's me in the reflection but, I don't see a man, I see a boy... A broken boy

What happened? - I asked- Is this why you long for time to stop? To "catch up"?
The boy shrugs and open his eyes, only to reveal a glazed, "lifeless" reflection in them

What could ever had happened to stop you from growing up?
"Growing up?" - I could read from the boy's voiceless lips.
It appears that the boy is unaware that 20 years have passed by... And he's still the same.

What a misfortune, time moving around you but not through you... I just wish that you find a way to stop being frozen, as I can't reach through the mirror to help you out...
Written by
Phoe  28/M/Mexico
(28/M/Mexico)   
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