Through the Mirror
I see you smiling, holding his hand. Kissing and caressing you.
He says he loves you, the love of his life. When your outta sight he's fooling around,
treading on dangerous ground.
I see through the mirror
your misery
your pain
You see through the mirror he's cheating again.
I see you with a black eye. He's been beating you again. It's time to say goodbye. He's
hitting you, pushing you.
I see through the mirror
your misery
your pain
You see through the mirror he's beating you again.
Copyright © Yasmin Ilahi | Year Posted 2009
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