The one who looks in the mirror
Fakes me
He laughs when I smile.
When I cry, he cries.
I laughed, and he cried.
I cry, and he laughs.
Can you fight him?
What to do with him?
Get into the glass.
Looks in the mirror 🪞🪞
Let's draw him.
But in the world, he wandered—
Keep your feet on the ground.
With a circle of light around the head,
If the world starts to believe
What to do?
So what?
It was only after entering the glass that it was too late.
Hugs and embraces
Glass is a tomb.
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Ahamed Thousif
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Nicely written!