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Girl in The Mirror

Mary Joy Angel L. Rosales wrote a poem about finding inspiration in an unexpected place. In the poem, the speaker travels somewhere seeking inspiration and finds a girl who gives them motivation and determination. When the speaker sees her gloomy eyes, they realize how quickly time passes. The speaker sees the girl every day and realizes she holds the key to their happiness, though they didn't notice her before. When the girl speaks to the speaker in a cracked mirror, she asks why it took them so long to find her.

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Girl in The Mirror

Mary Joy Angel L. Rosales wrote a poem about finding inspiration in an unexpected place. In the poem, the speaker travels somewhere seeking inspiration and finds a girl who gives them motivation and determination. When the speaker sees her gloomy eyes, they realize how quickly time passes. The speaker sees the girl every day and realizes she holds the key to their happiness, though they didn't notice her before. When the girl speaks to the speaker in a cracked mirror, she asks why it took them so long to find her.

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Mary Joy Angel L.

Rosales July 27, 2019


AIS 2Y1-1 Mr. Gerome Dela Pena

CLOSED EYE

I travelled to one place to look for my inspiration


To stop me from hurting with my imagination
I found the one who gave me the motivation
The reason why I have much determination

When I saw a glimpse of those gloomy eyes


I have realized how time really flies
As I looked up above the skies,
No doubt, she’s really an angel in disguise

Every day, she’s all that I can see


For my happiness, she is the key.
How come, I haven’t noticed?
An imperfectly perfect piece of an arty

Of all people, why she?


The girl who I am seeing in front of me
In a handy cracked mirror, she asked me,
“Why took you so long to finally find me?”

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