Mirror, Mirror on the wall:
You only portray
Thinner, outer beauty
Echoed on your surface
So that if you are disturbed
It shatters into sharp serrated shards.
Unlike you, my self is
Multi-dimensional.
The basics of 'who I am'
Shift constantly-
Kind of like Earth's tectonic plates.
Yet my core
Is deeper than your
One-planed face.
Values is a root
In my life's dirt.
My identity is
Outside of surface beauty.
I am more
Than the relection
In your eyes.
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