Poem 25|Doctor in the mirror

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Doctor in the mirror

Hey, silhouette in the mirror.
If I beg, would you be my doctor?
Oh pardon, I might not be actually sick don't you think?
Perhaps its all in my head just like a mere trick.

Hey, monster in the mirror.
If I run, could I flee from this horror?
Oh pity, perhaps you think I'm just like a lying freak
Hollow and pretentious, I have no heart to break!

Hey, angel in the mirror.
If I try, could I find someone to fix my mental error?
Oh please, couldn't you pray for my sake?
Let me hope I wouldn't forever live like a mistake.

Hey, doctor in the mirror am I really sick?

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