Take a look.
Tell me, what do you see?
That strange piece of glass that seems to follow me.
Look inside
with vainity
thats not what I see, but insanity.
I see someone worthless.
No heart, shameless hopes, and wonders
Break me and you are ruined
seven exausting years
no more no more.
Past times come back with every glance.
Wishes of more time then.
When Present features are all that extend.
Mirror Mirror on that wall
Can you tell me who I am at all.
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