April 28, 2011
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The mirror in front of her,
She stares into.

As the reflection grows larger,
Her fragile body grows thinner.

Time goes on,
The flesh on her bones is slowly evaporating.

Help is what she needs,
But it’s lost somewhere between the glass frame and her body.

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