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MIRRORS

Looking into mirrors what do I see?

Me...
standing there so pretty.

Looking farther past the mirror.
And now...
Who is that?

That's not me or is it?
It couldn't be.

Disgusted by the sight, I wrap my hand and...
*crash* goes the glass.

That's me.
Who I've become.
No one wants to see.

I look down in shards of mirror.
What do I see?

A monster to be. I can't stand this part of me.

Ignoring the sight past the mirror, I go back to the surface.

Me...
standing there so pretty.


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