A mirror.
A shard of glass.
A sign of vanity.
A sadness.
A cruelty.
As I look into the mirror I see a girl,
Her features familiar.
But as I gaze upon her hard face,
I come to a strange realization.
That girl is my reflection,
But she isn't me.
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Simple Thoughts
RandomJust some sorta poetry, about my thoughts. My 'Simple Thoughts'. :) Sorry if some of these are dark or if they aren't good
