Forgotten
I’ve spent so much of my daily life glaring, That my mirror has forgotten, how they looked, welcoming, I’ve seen so little of my own eyes, sparkling with delight, That I have long forgotten the true purpose of sight. I’ve
I’ve spent so much of my daily life glaring, That my mirror has forgotten, how they looked, welcoming, I’ve seen so little of my own eyes, sparkling with delight, That I have long forgotten the true purpose of sight. I’ve