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Rated: · Poetry · Other · #1621524

A poem I wrote well looking in the mirror

The mirror is always there, taunting me
It shows a pretty face (I always see a pretty face)
Yet when I move closer, that face is no more…
Her blemishes and imperfections taking centre stage,
Marring all beauty– into the non-existence of distance.
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