Poem By Lilly Rose

In the mirror,
She has so many faces:
Each face captures,
A small part of her:
The part that hides who she is,
The part that wears her heart on her sleeve,

Have combined
To create a person as unique as a fingerprint.

She loves who she is.
To look in the mirror
And see yourself
Not somebody else,

A feeling without comparison.

She extends her hand to me…
I take it.

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