My Mirror

I look in my mirror everyday,

I always ask "are you ok?"

My mirror does not like to talk, only to listen

My mirror will never leave me on my mission

but what if my mirror is gone?

what if I am left all alone?

I cannot live without my mirror, and my mirror must feel the same

but there will be a day where we must part

I promise I am not actually vain

My mirror is my heart

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
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