Walk through the mirror… come to me.

Afraid to look into the mirror, for I’ll see me and not recognise myself.

For I’ve put on a mask, a smile to block out the frowns of the world.

Words will shine, as words is true to my heart.

Someday if i stop writing, I might have lost my words.

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