THE WOMAN IN THE MIRROR
LOOKING IN THE MIRROR AND WHAT DO I SEE I SEE A WOMAN WHO LOOKS JUST LIKE ME THIS WOMAN IS BEAUTIFUL FROM HEAD-TO-TOE THE LOOK ON HER FACE TELLS IT ALL SHE SMILES AS IF SHE HAS NO WORRIES, I WONDER WHAT KIND OF LIFE SHE LIVES THE LINES ON HER FACE WAS FINE AND BEARLY THERE NO WRINKLES AND STRAIGHT TEETH HER HAIR WAS LONG BLACK AND SILKY OH THIS WOMAN IS BEAUTIFUL I MEAN BEAUTIFUL THEN I BLINK AND SHE WAS GONE NO SIGN OF HER NOWHERE IN SIGHT THE IMAGE I SAW IN FRONT OF ME DEFFENTILY HAD A ROUGH LIFE THE BAGS UNDER THIER EYES AND WRINKLES STARTING TO FORM ON THEIR FACE WAS STARTING TO SHOW AND I SAW NO SMILE ON THEIR FACE THEIR EYES TOLD IT ALL SHE WAS SAD AND HURT THE TEARS IN HER EYES WOULD NEVER GO AWAY AS I STARED A LIL CLOSER I REALIZE THE WOMAN I WAS LOOKING AT WAS ME.......
Copyright © Doresa Moore | Year Posted 2025
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