Touch it...touch it again.
is it your face?
Is it your reflection?
Hard to believe, just a bit of glass
can suck out your light
and make you fall.
Is this it? You ask water eyed.
Your only wall?
The opportunity presents
but you're afraid to take
just because of face.
Yours, rounder than the next
does it matter that it's thinned?
Not in this race.
His, you see it now,
dropping jaw cringing grin.
He'll fake a smile, but it's in his brow.
So this is it? You look glassy eyed.
Throw away my heart, don't even try.
Hard to believe just a bit of glass.
A sudden shatter, your hand went through
you see the wall crumble, with blood a new
face is born, one without warp
Let jaws drop, let brows fake
I'm sick of letting reflections make
me who I am, I only need heart
to see my reflection
even in the dark.
CrazieCate Community Member 
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