MirrorA Poem by Nima.HopeWhen mirror shows the truth, don't break it, break yourself.![]() I see a young boy He is only 18 but looking to me old His unshaved face and gray hair shows the pain of passion lived a century in less than two decades like a fast journey through decades he is a box of books hard to mention He has been sick cause of tension But I see hope in his eyes waiting for a force to rise Listening to the Requiem over and over again Caressing the piano that was fulfilled with dust to remember the love that was lost the mirror smiles at me Like a wise looking at a mad there's nothing more for him to be sad
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