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Mirror, mirror, on the wall, who’s the fairest of them all?

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Mirror.

  Eyes stare.

  Burn me to a crisp.

  Fling my ashes into the fire.

  Burn my ashes.

Mirror.

  Eyes stare.

  At my heart pounding.

  Screaming against my ribs.

  Wanting to feel.

  Wanting to love.

  Itself.

On.

  Eyes stare.

  Into my ghastly face.

  My pale eyes.

  My thin mouth.

  My ugliness.

The.

  Eyes stare.

  At my stomach too bloated.

  My legs too shriveled.

  My arms too limp.

Wall.

  Eyes stare.

  Through my head.

  Into my brain.

  Snake through the tunnels of my throbbing mind.

  Scrape shards of glass through my numb flesh.

  Flicker as the throbbing quickens.

  The muscle contracts.

  Trying to ease itself of suffering.

  Shield itself from those harsh eyes.

Who’s the fairest of them all?

  Mirror, mirror, on the wall, who’s the fairest of them all?

  Mirror, mirror, on the wall, who’s the fairest of them all?

  Mirror, mirror, on the wall, who’s the fairest of them all?

Eyes stare.

They stare.

They stare, oh how they stare.

Who?

Who?

Who?

They stare.

I STARE BACK…




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