you don't like what you see
The reflection staring back
is that of others from the past
Those who said you're not enough
with actions more than words
Those who didn't see the beauty
of a heart made from glass
A heart uniquely crafted
by the hands of God himself
Shattered by neglect
Tempered by rejection
Every crack reflects light
a lovely prism on others' hearts
reflecting that which is truly you
love, beauty and perfection.
But you don't see this glass heart
when you look in the mirror
So I wish you could see
yourself through my eyes
Maybe then you'd see perfection
both inside and out
And maybe then you'd understand
that the mirror lies
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