Mirrors

December 18, 2008
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Polished metal, dark scratched wood,
I come in every color, every shape, and every size.
I am truthful,
I can tell no lie.
I will show every detail-
Every scar, every line.
I can be your best friend,
Make you laugh, make you cry.
I can make your life miserable
But I do not try.
From me you can never hide.
For I am just the mirror,
That catches your eye.





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