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Dec 2013
Finally the mirror's edge no longer cuts my heart,
I stare & glare at mirrors aware, I truly lost my heart,
Though I see myself no more; So strange I still see You,
She Said: " I'm sorry my love, It won't be enough, No matter what you do..."

The echoes of words I've said or heard shall dwell within my mind,
Tears of a curse that only gets worse shall swell and darken my light,
Even if it gets worse, this burden of a curse, will always flourish my love,
You Never Cease, To Always Please, The Sparkling Warmth In My Eyes...

It frightens me, how mirrors can be, so revealing to the truth,
And after all, I cannot fall, regardless of this truth,
My mind believes, that your words relieve, the pain inside my heart,
But My Soul Grieves, And Happiness Leaves, As You Slowly Rip It Apart...

These mirrors show, the pure raw glow, of my soul as it leaves my life,
My soul denies, the obvious lies, as my body quickly dies,
The reflection of my grave, as I turn into a slave, across the mirror flies,
As I Descend, And As Time Bends, I Only See Your Eyes...

Finally the mirror's edge no longer cuts my heart,
I stare & glare at mirrors aware, I truly lost my heart,
Though I see myself no more; So strange I still see You,
I Said: " I'm Sorry My Dear, It's All So Clear, I'll Never Stop Loving You..."
Mhmd elHalwani
Written by
Mhmd elHalwani  Beirut
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