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That mirror that remembers more than a face,

And all the memories you want to erase.

Even that tear and scar you forgot about,

And every time you had a doubt.

The mirror was called more than a few names,

Every time with inner shame.  



The mirror prays every day,

That one day maybe you both see the same.
Maybe some things are better left unsaid.
Written by
Rain
15
       Maybelater2, JRF, Foogle and Jay Jelly
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