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Faulty Mirrors

envelope me in these prisms
of color-coded sadness
portray me like different people
but never reveal my true colors
stand back and watch the glass melt
puddles of rainbows at your feet
look at what you did-
my colors all blend together
into a dull metallic gray
reminiscent of the moon
and all the seclusion
that accompanies it





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