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Scraping of teeth brushed against the cold air

The monster lashed out like an angry bear

He dragged me back to his lair 

I ran my hand through my hair 

To find blood on my hands

Oh! I couldn't bare! 

Broken dreams and broken glass everywhere 

All I could do is stare 

Holding my breath- the shock was to deep- leaving my lungs with no air

The glass reflected an image of the monster 

All I could do is stare 

In the shattered mirror I saw me






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