My Enemy
The mirror is my enemy,
But used to be my friend.
The past is gone forever
And it’s no use to pretend.
Reality’s reflected
And it’s not a pretty sight.
I rarely feel defeated
But I’ve given up the fight.
I’ve hit on a solution –
I just shouldn’t even glance
Into any type of mirror
Under any circumstance.
In a warlike situation,
When you’re entering the fray,
Let your common sense remind you –
Keep your enemies at bay!
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