Looking into the Mirror
To my dearest sister,
Gazing into her reflection
deep within her soul
thoughts swarm her mind
as tears flow silently from her eyes
always seeing her imperfections
this monster keeping her prisoner
having her chained to these thoughts that flood her mind
making her feel out-casted and alone
but if only she could see what I see
she could be released from the monster's grip
she has this radiant unique soul
as she cannot imagine as such
others do not see the pain she suffers
she tries to hide her pain to spare from spreding it
displaying her compassion to doing this
making her couragous
when she puts pen to paper
her creativity comes to life as does she
the intricate details illusrate her passion
but if only she could see what I see
she is a masterpiece
one of a kind.
Love,
Kayla
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