The mirror

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I look into the mirror
and see a soul very tired,
I step closer and see a face
wrecked and wired.

A soul tired of waiting
for love, peace and kindness
to be showered,
A broken face tired of lack
of sleep, and faking a
smile like a coward.

A coward escaping the
war between death and life,
And choosing to live like a
broken kid mimicking an adult life.

A soul very tired to find
peace in temporary things,
And a hopeless heart tired
of holding onto things.

A hopeless heart whose
emotions are  crushed
into splinters,
And a lost soul whose
dreams are shattered
into pieces.

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-amaranthine learner

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