Broken Mirrors


With each grimace,
the chip on the glass
became a crack
And with a final
look of hatred,
the mirror that used to
reflect only your flaws,
shattered into millions of
beautiful pieces,
reflecting what you
failed to see:
eternal, broken beauty
Beauty that scatters
and reflects light,
beauty that can't be changed,
beauty that can't be denied

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