Un-put together.
Mirror Mirror in the sky
I watch the tops of clouds go by
Hung there from the stars with care
Looking down in deep despair
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What you see is what you get
Those rained on mirrors are soaking wet
As puddles fill with broken pieces
Inward self exam decreases
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Like jigsaw puzzles; un-put together
Are stormy lives in shattered weather
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more clouds gather in the way
(turning skies a smokey grey)
stealing sun from Cape Cod beaches
Fogging up my facial features
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Scattered broken puddle glass
Reflect the thoughts of splintered pasts
Oh Mirror Mirror in the sky
Whose teardrops are those raining by?
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