Mirror Image
By RiVeN
She steps out and reaches for the towel Wipes away the water that made her clean Wipes away on the mirror the steam What she sees in the mirror Is an image that she has feared In her heart she is not as she seems A book that has been judged by it's cover Read one too many times and coming apart at the seams She says to herself she is not fine To herself she is not of our kind She does not realize beauty is only skin deep It does not start off at your But what's inside you In the eye of the beholder Someone holds her beauty that she has not realized Deep within her eyes Eyes are the doors to the soul Someone has looked into them and seen it She ponders for a second And suddenly likes her mirror image --7/19/2001 Written April 13th, 2002 © on Apr 13 2002 06:53 AM PST 18 • 0 • 12
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"She steps out and reaches for the towel..."