To me,
A perfect world is a world not without war,
not without poverty,
but a world without mirrors.
Things of glass and silver,
pain is caused not by breaking them,
but by looking in to them.
It sounds crazy,
but think of how many lives we save
by simply getting rid of mirrors.
Fat,
Thin,
Ugly,
Pretty,
Wouldn't cut the way they do.
Because it's hard to compare yourself to someone aesthetiquely
without first taking a look in the mirror.
But the thing I find the most ironic,
is that something as valuable as silver,
can make us feel so worthless.
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Fair or Free
Poetry"See, I know life isn’t fair or free Never turn your back on family And even though you love me, let me be I’m sure, I don’t need you anymore." - Loyal Friend and Thoughtful Lover by The Wind and the Wave A series of poems stemming from one of the m...
