i want to be your mirror
it’s so sad
that you don’t know how beautiful you are.
i hope that if nothing else comes out of this
that at least you’ll one day see yourself
through my eyes
realizing.
Popularity: 5% [?]
By Tinu • November 27, 2008
it’s so sad
that you don’t know how beautiful you are.
i hope that if nothing else comes out of this
that at least you’ll one day see yourself
through my eyes
realizing.
Popularity: 5% [?]
Categories: flame, love, poetry
Tags: flame poetry, love poetry
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