My Mirror
In my mirror, i see a lot of things, I see the beauty of a queen , a smile that brightens a room.
I see a heart that has been through so much that it's amazing that it's still beating.
My mirror has seen it all, the tears that have been shed, the laughs that have been out loud, the wondering of something being weird, but its ok, because my mirror is everything i need it to be. my mirror is me.
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