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Reflections
Looking at my reflection
Who am I?
I don’t look like perfection
I have tears in my eyes
The person staring back isn’t me
I would never let it go this far
I have to flee
But I will still have the scars
This has to stop
This is the end
Its time for me to drop
I will have to fend
The pain is coming back
I can’t do this again
It feels worse than a attack
I haven’t done it since then
I look back at the mirror
My scars are finally beginning to fade
I can now see the world a little clearer
Enough to see I don’t need a blade
To be beautiful
