ReflectiveA Poem by Xayah
You are a mirror.
I tell you that I miss you, and the words come back to me. I tell you that I love you, and the same is repeated. But these words are never said Unless I am to say them first Because a mirror cannot feel; It can only imitate. © 2013 XayahReviews
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StatsAuthorXayahAboutI used this account a lot as an angsty teen and now I'm using it again as a depressed adult. Whoopsies! more..Writing
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