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Missy’s MAD Challenge # 025 – M.A.D. Works

Staring into the mirror, I see
A thousand versions looking back at me—
Eyes that question, lips sealed tight,
Shadows flicker in morning light.

The past drips down like melting rain,
Each droplet carved with silent pain,
But in the glass, not all is lost—
There’s fire behind the growing frost.

The lines are maps, not marks of age,
Each wrinkle a word on a turning page,
And though the gaze feels far, estranged,
A whisper says: You’re not unchanged.

Staring into the mirror, I find
The fragile strength I left behind.
Not flawless, no—but still I stand,
A soul unfolding, hand by hand.