A mirrors view
If a mirror could talk the stories it would tell,
The lingering images that tend to dwell.
If a mirror could see the horrors in mind,
The longing eyes since resigned.
If a mirror could feel be it hate or love,
the feeling of disgust that fits like a glove.
If a mirror could tell the stories it hides,
in everyone's mirror a secret subsides.
Copyright © Eve Heintzelman | Year Posted 2024
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