Reflection
Glass...
The moving picture of you.
The quirky smile, and an un-denying frown of disappointment.
The imperfections in front of you.
The flaws so crystal clear.
The magazines telling us by "law" how to look, and act.
They were wrong, we are not flaws and trash.
Leave the rules, forget that trash.
Smash the glass, and leave it there...
and please never look back.
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