Mirror, mirror <br />Cracked on my wall <br />Dirt is my story teller <br />Why must you tell my pain? <br />My life <br />My truth and lies.. <br />Mirror, mirror <br />Cracked on my wall <br />Dirt is the past from my past <br />I have looked closer and closer <br />My eyes..red and tired <br />My mouth open for air <br />I touch you <br />I cry.. <br />I hear you <br />I die.. <br />I miss you <br />I fall.. <br />I love you <br />I'm missing <br />Mirror, mirror <br />Cracked on my wall <br />Dirt covers my cuts on my arm <br />Deep and bloody <br />I reach <br />They grow.. <br />You crack <br />I bleed.. <br />I break, you break <br />We fall, we grow <br />I am cracked on my wall <br />Dirt cover my cuts that are my past from pasts <br />Mirror, mirror <br />Cracked on my wall <br />Dirt is our cover <br />We...are same...<br /><br />Abby Christeen Whaley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mirror-mirror-82/
