Mirror Poem by Alexianna Brandhagen

Mirror



I see her
In the Mirror
And she looks back at me
With eyes of glass
Stained with tears
Of her hate-filled past
She looks as if
She wants to say
Something
Anything
But she waits
For me to speak first
Then I realize
That she
Is me
That her eyes
Are my eyes
Her past
Is my past
Her tears
Are my tears
Cried because she can never
Belong

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