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The image in the mirror is not me
I am someone I do not recognize
I am not what I used to be
I am concealed by my disguise
My emotions are hidden
I want things to go back to how they were
But talk of this is forbidden
My heart has broken, of this I am sure
Even though I try so to hide it
The emotions are written all over my face
My sadness is felt like the candle is lit
The tears come like they’re in a race
I know that eventually i will be ok
Even if it seems like there is no possible way.





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