May 27, 2011
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wipe the fog off of the mirror,
brush the hair out of my eyes.
clean the black off my face...

this is my most vulnerable moment with myself
cause' I don't see like everyone else
I see...

a girl through smears on glass
haunted by mistakes...
a girl with good intentions
who never follows through....

I see a blurry image...
a blurred sense of direction
and a fogged up sense of reality...

and sometimes I think I'm really crazy...
sometimes the voices tell me that I should get some sleep
but is tomorrow ever good for something?

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