Who is he in this world, will he discover his gift
Gazing in his own eyes, deep into the time rift,
Stunned, and appalled by his unique reflection,
No longer can I critique his lost affection,
A mis-shapened soul, broken from many a fight,
To pity such a simple thing, it wouldn't be right,
False sense of reality, nothing is perfect,
Love's lost immortality, nothing to work with,
It hurts me deeply, to look upon his being,
And intake all these feelings, my hearts receiving,
Looking in the mirror, discussed at what I see,
Even more angry at the fact that the image is me.
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What you see in yourself, you can accept or refuse,
It’s not the right of judgment, but simply the right to choose,
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