Shattered Reflection

The mirror cracks,
splintering
this way and that.
Raining down pieces to the floor.
A shattered likeness
reflecting up from each shard.
But when I look again,
the mirror’s perfect and whole.
All this time,
it was me
broken on the floor.

Prompt: Bad Luck

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