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It's My Life...

...Don't You Forget

30 July
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The Looking Glass

When I look into the looking glass,
I see what is meant to be me:
A daughter, a friend, a sister
Who listens with proclivity.
But what I see is none of these,
But something terrifying.
And death of horror would come
If within was shown without.
Through the perspective of my looking glass I see;
That just as the tears of heaven fall to the earth
The droplets of fear are released
Into an eternal ocean of remembrance,
And a torment filled heart is eased
At the mercy of anger.
And as the petals of a rose close after its reign,
The lips of a human are sealed,
Forever holding back the strife of
The looking glass.