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Mirror Mirror on the Wall

To remain kind- to remain gentle- despite everything that life puts you through is a true gift. But some people cannot hold out like that. The things that they go through make them harsh and calloused. They lose their light. They lose their soft side and they turn unkind. Some of the most popular anti-heroes in today's fiction are such characters. And I had written a poem about this transition they undergo. Here is it.

mirror mirror on the wall
tell me what do you see?
beautiful youth
melodic bounce
a kid that dearly dreams

mirror mirror on the wall
tell me what do you see?
careless glee
happy mien
a love for stars and skies

mirror mirror on the wall
tell me what do you see?
sunkissed face
golden hair
a blooming flower that beams

mirror mirror on the wall
tell me what do you see?
tear-streaked eyes
newborn scars
a breaking fragile mind

mirror mirror on the wall
tell me what do you see?
heavy impositions
societal baggage
an unreachable bar up high

mirror mirror on the wall
tell me what do you see?
broken child
shattered mind
a heavy heart that loved

mirror mirror on the wall
tell me what do you see?
lonely figure
dancing strides
a room so dark and cold

mirror mirror on the wall
tell me what do you see?
bleeding hands
panting breaths
a mourning self of pain

mirror mirror on the wall
tell me what do you see?
icy eyes
seething glares
a monster staring back

mirror mirror on the wall
tell me what do you see?
a lovely kid
shattered and bruised
warped into a monstrous brute




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