by ZURI
Simple contact
The look in your eyes
I swear I can see your pain.
Laying out your hopes
I can see your dreams.
But, I’m no longer your mirror.
Don’t you know breaking mirrors is
Bad luck?
Silly boy.
Can’t you at least leave finger
Prints on my glass?
My heart?
Leave me reasons to convince
It to keep beating
Because to show you
The real you
Was my greatest feat.
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