Magic mirror

Magic mirror

I look through the window

At the light drizzle of raindrops,

As my eyes search endlessly

For something that I don't know of ,

I see a girl,

Her hair is a dark shade of brown

with a few highlights ,

It flowed down to her neck

to adorn her glowing,

rich brown skin,

Her eyes, framed by curled lashes,

are a dark brown

that have an eagerness to know and a look of curiosity ,

they seemed to brighten the world,

A plump nose , thin lips

she seemed the picture of perfection,

Had she smiled,

the world would sigh with contentment ,

her smile inviting you in at the sight of it ,

Had she laughed,

the world would laugh with her

because of how goofy it was

And had she wept,

the whole world would want to comfort her

Who is this girl ?

I thought to myself ,

I touched my hair , Filled with envy ,

at how much I adored hers ,

She moved with me ,

This can't be ,

Am I really all these things ?

I finally discover the truth ,

The raindrops run down my face ,

And I realize they were tears and

I'm looking in a mirror,

I am her , She is me ,

We are beauty

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