The Mirror

The Mirror
She does not see herself.
Only through the mirror.

Outside,

She is perfect.


Inside,

She is one of us.
She cries herself to sleep.

No one hears her.

She cuts herself.
No one see's the moist blood.
She looks into the mirror.

This is not her.
One day, her mom noticed.

Too late.

Mirrors lie.





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