A Fragment in a Universe

I carry your reflections in a thousand small pieces,
I am the memory of every woman who’s stared into her heart
And believed she is beautiful in the many pieces of me
I reflect the silent thoughts of the ones who wished to be-
-as beautiful, as what I would offer when they stare at me
But silent now I sit detailed with the image of you who looks

I carry your reflections in a thousand delicate parts of me,
But I carry no secrets of mine for I am made transparent
I, therefore, offer nothing but honesty to the delicate watcher
Who wishes to see his being unveiled beyond his mind
I cannot speak to the ones who yearn to see beyond what I offer
But silent now I carry detailed images of you who looks

I carry your reflection in a thousand breakable parts of me
I am the one who sees all those who come and go
My story is the faces engraved in thousands of little things
Of the brave and the faint, the coffee lovers and the isolato
I sit here for a moment trapped in eternal reflections
But silent now I am delicate with images of you who looks

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