Get a mirror,
Look in it,
Stare,
Break it.
Shattered pieces on the floor
Tell a story:
Your story.
You were the last one to use it
And you broke it.
How could you?
Don't blame me.
It was your choice.
You could have ignored my words.
Sound familiar?
It should.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem