I'm a stranger.
You're taught to fear me
That my breath
My words
They're not your own.
And I'll hold out my hand
It'll press against the glass
And raise, mirror,
Your own limbs
To press against mine
To tie our pinkies together
And if we never speak
How will we ever be friends?
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PoetryI held broken shards to my face Comparing my reflection On the mirrors That didn't want to leave ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Poems written by Star in about 5 minutes. If you like them, please do vote and comment, it really makes my day! Most...
