Poetry - Mirror

Mirror


**In front of my mirror
I saw a figure standing silently
his eyes despise
looked at me reproachfully
a thin smile on her lips almost vanished
decorated with a thousand cercas

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There was a feeling in the heart
about selflessness
about my gratitude that has gone away

In front of my mirror
I saw a figure standing silently
his eyes looked full of puja
staring at me meaningfully
a thin smile on his lips will say
You are so perfect

There was a feeling in the heart
about the arrogance that lay within
about conscience without conscience**


Regard,
@singkelsteemit

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