As she walked past this mirror she saw
This reflection of me didn't look like her at all
Who is this woman that she see
Wondering was this really me
The tired look in her eyes
Sad looking with a tear in the corner about to cry
They appeared hollow as her soul
Empty and full of pain like no one will ever know
From her life that spun out of control
Looking back at her life and she
realized cost was this
Beauty that she'll miss
Never to see that sparkle in them eyes
Now the tears she will cry
The memories haunt her now everytime
She walks past the mirror to find
The image of her sad tired eyes
©tinamarie
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