Mirror Glass
SHATTERED and BROKEN mirror glass ....the pieces are spread out now reduced to only fragments...as I attempt to mend the damages...my skin is pierced by the glass and blood flows from the tip of my finger *PAIN*...the cut is only minor ....I neglect it and continue to pick up the pieces...*DETERMINATION*....as I puzzle the remains back together...I realize howbeit the cracks are visible...the mirror is still RADIANT...reflecting the images of LIGHT as clear as still water would...through flaws and all the mirror remains beautiful...LOOK AT ME...shattered and broken yet still radiant...I am the mirror..
CiD* Cynical Introverted Dreamer*
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