The Girl Behind the Mirror looks exactly like me.
Her eyes, her hair, but not her personality.
She does what I do exactly the same way.
But there's something difficult that I can not say.
I'd tell if I knew, but then she would too.
So as you see it's not up to me.
So please let me be because I really would like to keep my sanity.
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Poems From The Heart
PoetryA series of poems about myself, love, and fear. It seems monsters lurk around every corner of life.
