The Mirror
True reflections are often concealedBehind lies that sting and are not revealed
The only thing that tells you the truth
Is the mirror on the wall; has since you were youth
You see yourself, in plain sight
No costumes or masks, only light
What is true? What is fake?
Only the lies you can break
True reflections are often concealed
Behind lies that sting and are not revealed
The only thing that tells you the truth
Is the mirror on the wall; has since you were youth
Poetry by Coolaaron88
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Written on 2006-07-27 at 16:17
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