Mirror mirror on the wall I looked at you
and had a great fall. My identity fell straight
away as you tell me what you would like me to be
today.

I don't know why it's just me, a chameleon for
everyone to see or rather everyone for me to be, I
have no seperate identity. Mirror, mirror I am he
who mirrors you, your tastes, everything. Somehow, it's
always the same, I take on the loves and hates of my
lover's flame

What is it with me, why can't I keep my seperate
identity? I fall into you and that's all she wrote
whatever you want whatever you see is the next thing
that I shall be. Why can't someone just mirror me?

- Poet Silver Raven

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