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?
Everyone is searching
for the missing piece in life.
The key to unlock the door
The Terrifying Thing About Love
It is a terrifying thing
to watch love
walk in your direction
when you be
I've hunted near, I've hunted far
I even looked inside my car.
I've lost my glass
Opposites
I say yes and you say no
I say bye and you say hello
Butterfly'
When The World Turned Upside Down
The day when the world
turned upside down:
when a frown became a smile
an
I want to run, I want to hide
From all the pain he caused inside.
I want to screa
You Have Shattered Every Memory Of Us
You have drowned every emotion of us,
Held it underwater until it could no longer breathe
You came into my life so quick
A beautiful friendship happened in a wink
My feeli
It's strange the things you remember
And the things you seem to forget.
It's a ja
Friendship is like life.
It goes away,
And comes again.
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