Once there was a mirror
She was like space,
Cold but full of light.
Stars fill up her vision,
And would lit up at night.
All she wanted to know,
How would it feels.
To lay down in his arms,
And feel loved for once in a while.
He was a storm,
Full of lightings and force.
That made him a bridge,
That no one else could burn.
He'd push her over and over,
Only to see how far she'll go.
Just like he expects,
She'd crawl back to his warmth and brace.
She gave him a million chances,
He'll still be so cruel.
She told him what he truly meant to her,
Only to reply with "same"
The end is clear, Years pass by.
Someone showed
her a photo,
Where he smiles there.
The space freezes before her,
That face got her to recognize him.
Her eyes hugs him, twists in every way possible.
But she won't say a word.
She still feels numb.
-when mirror fell in love with the King.
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Some Pretty Mistakes | ✓
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