Mirrored Image
You take a peak at the mirror
And what you see is a face
A face with a story that has no end
Hidden deep within are mysteries of pain and sorrow
With so much you feel like there will be no tomorrow
But why is it that you have so much pain?
It's because you have allowed the wrong people to enter your life to damage it
And have isolated the ones that would brighten your life
So what are you going to do about your mirrored image?
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