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?
Memories are life's special moments
Borrowed from the passing of time.
Ghosts
Silly love-struck smiles
There's only one true style
Clueless and happy
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Life is a long-distance journey
With ups and downs,
Twist and turns,
With
There once was this girl.
She had the most beautiful face.
Her eyes shone like di
I never knew love until I found you.
Always thought it was a myth until you showed me it
Get that nit comb through those strands,
This lice lotion best of brands,
Naught
I'm no longer whole
And sadly neither is he
We've been locked out by pain
I thought it was what I wanted.
You promised me it was.
You took me in your arms<
I remember the first time you talked to me,
I wasn't sure what to do.
No one ever
May your blessings be many
and your troubles be few.
And may you feel God's prese
