I needed to look myself in the mirror
To see any kind of remorse
I needed to shout at myself in the mirror
To hear any kind of response
I needed to watch myself in the mirror
Whispering into the above
I needed to kiss myself in the mirror
To feel any kind of love
I needed to break my fist in the mirror
To remind myself that i bleed
I needed to see the rays in the mirror
To know the sun’s all i need
I needed to show my face in the mirror
To take care of my rosy cheeks
I needed to get myself a new mirror
And give my other to the antiques
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Author:
marissa (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: April 21st, 2026 12:16
- Comment from author about the poem: Mirrors see more thank you may think
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Comments1
It is so true that what one wants done one must do themselves the clever twist comes at the end of this poem in the use of antique
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