Looking in the mirror i see my selves' reflection,
but looking in the mirror does not show my perception.
Beautiful blue eyes obtained at baby birth.
And with these blue eyes i see my teenage face.
Tan toned body, a walking Junior hottie.
Looks is metely based off compliment received what people tell you is what you believe.
Mirrors unlike people cannot see within.
Mirrors can't see arrogance, conceited, dishonest, sin.
Mirrors only see blonde hair, blue eyes, ‘hottest'.
So unless i want to marry a mirror i better start working,
on what John 3: 16 taught us.
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