her eyes were chrome
like mirrors
when she looked at me
all i saw was myself
she never cried
told me she couldn’t
when the doctor’s gave her new eyes
they took that ability away
now she let’s her sadness
take other forms
other outlets
she dances
she sings
she paints
and she writes
becoming
a reflection
of herself
and she is beautiful
even if
she doesn’t see it
reflected in mine
all i saw was myself
when she looked at me
like mirrors
her eyes of chrome
this is beautiful
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it was a surreal image
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