Non-Erotic PoetryMirrorMy life would only reveal what I submit to be seen.
When you came into my life I was forced to see what had been hidden.
Why do you want to see what others do not?
Am I to submit and grant you permission to delve into the hidden?
I was happy in a land of being unknown and forgotten.
Then you came along and placed me in front of your mirror.
You make me want to be everything I am not.
You made me want to be seen.
You brought me out of the realm of the totally forgotten.
What will you see in my mirror?
Life is but a mystery and we are merely going through the motions. As they say life is what you make of it. Please leave your thoughts about my writing in the comments or give me your feedback. Try to be kind poetry is not my forte. Please vote!
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