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?
My love for you is unconditional and enduring.
To you, I promise to always be reassuring.
To Taste The Sweet Perfection Of Your Embrace
I have been lucky enough to feel your touch
You are my love and to me you mean so much
When you love and hold me without any fear
Happiness spreads throughout the atmosphere.
You say you're afraid of being alone.
You can't do a thing on your own.
You don't
I'll be there for you no matter what.
I'll hold your hand when you're crying from that ba
I'll be there for you no matter what.
I'll hold your hand when you're crying from that ba
Her nature is the best.
Her smile has life.
Her eyes are full of love.
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It's the touch that gives you comfort.
It's the touch that makes you feel.
It's s
Just Who You Are Its Important
You've got quite an easy style
with a tender heart to match,
and how you'd wear a
It's getting cold and I'm getting lonely
Wishing someone would sit down and hold me
