My mirror is broken, or at least it seems to be,
for today I discovered an old man staring back at me.
The face I recognized,
But he had hair of gray, and there were wrinkles around the eyes.
I waved. I rubbed the mirror with my sleeve.
No matter what I tried, he simply wouldn't leave.
This can't be me, I thought. I am much more svelte.
Just look at the way the belly hangs over his belt!
I also thought it was very queer.
The hair stopped growing atop his head and was growing out of each ear!
Who was this imposter, and what is he doing there,
this man of age with silver in his hair?
Why is my mirror doing this to me?
Having this old man staring back at me?
May your blessings be many
and your troubles be few.
And may you feel God's prese
You Have Shattered Every Memory Of Us
You have drowned every emotion of us,
Held it underwater until it could no longer breathe
Don't live in anger, with fear and regrets.
Seek forgiveness and lay your pain to rest.
I'm so sorry I missed your birthday.
A special day, I know it's true.
But birthda
You may see me struggle,
but you won't see me fall.
Regardless if I'm weak or not
I see you in my thoughts and dreams.
When I awake, how real it seems.
You aren't
This passionate morning
I wake up with
Your feminine body
With your seduc
Every tone of life
Makes a note for you.
Every word of life
Makes a phras
Laid my head upon your chest
Your arms encircled me,
It was, My Love, as if we we
After I knew the person you showed the world,
I searched for the person you are.
