Tuesday, March 8, 2011

i am the man in the mirror.
my reflection, i aspire to be.
in your relfection what do you see?

a false fault or a masterpiece?

but a masterpiece starts with a single stroke,
and an empire starts in an open field.
i am the man in the mirror.
but a masterpiece starts with a single stroke.
if we could all be steadfast suddenly,
then we'd never build a life worth living.
so let us restore each other.
i am the man in the mirror.
my relfection, i aspire to be.
in your reflection what do you see?

false fault or a masterpiece?

i am the man in the mirror.
the mirror.
so let us restore each other,
not with haste, but gently,

for an empty cup cannot fill another.

a blank canvas will later be priceless
and the love that we build will be endless


though we stumble, we will not fall.
i am the man in the mirror.
my relfection, i aspire to be.
in your reflection what do you see?

false fault or a masterpiece
we will build masterpieces out of these faults.


i am the man in the mirror.
so when i stare back into my own eyes
i try to peer past, and try to understand.

my imperfections compose my composure
and i can live with them and you will live by me.


so let us restore each other, not with haste
but gently,

for an empty cup cannot fill another.

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