BROKEN MIRRORS

what colour are broken mirrors, she asked

picking up a shuttered piece from the floor

she raised it to her face

to admire her contours

but the mirror she used to decorate her face

now made her forehead tilt

its edges cutting through every corner

her cheek bones now starved

just when she was about to lift it to her eyes,

a voice behind her whispered

hide your eyes darling,

people can see your heart through them

her hand dropped

so did her eyes.

she rushed to draw her curtains

just to enough for a ray of light

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