Mirrors Poem by Sam Campbell

Mirrors



Mirrors?
What is on the other side?
Heaven or
Hell?
Why do we feel
Inferior when we gaze?
Who is that staring at me?
That stranger?
What is on the other side?
If I could see the other side,
I would stay.
With beautiful people.

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