My Mirror

April 21, 2010
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The girl I see before me
is broken and ashamed

She cannot move on with her life
for fear of being blamed

The light within her flickers
hope, she has no more

The shattered pieces of herself
Now lie on the floor

The problem with the mirror
is not the bloody smear

The problem with the mirror
is that everything's unclear

The girl I see before myself
I now realize is me

She wants to move on with her life,
but how can she let this be?





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