The Mirror
When I look into your eyes I see such anguish
So much hurt, so many deep scars
Your eyes change so in a matter of seconds
Beautiful sky blue, so adoreable to a dismal ice blue.
I see so many miles, so much heartache and displeasure
The hurt so unbearable... I really want to help
Then I realize I am looking in the mirror
And all this pain is my own.
© 1999 Rob Murphy
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