Oh, Broken Mirror

I know how a broken mirror feels

With its shattered scar, it's betrothed 

When tears are spilt on its face

A once foreign tear is now her own

We step on its burdened back

And it breaks with a startling crack

When we cross over this path

We see its depressing fate

I know how a broken mirror feels, alas!

With its scarred, foreign made frown

I know what it feels—to lack,

A home, or a place to smile...

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Or cry