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Staring into eyes full of fear,

not knowing who I am,

or what I’ve become.

Mascara streaked tears,

softly streaming down my face.

Leaving a blackened trail,

of pain and sorrow.

~

Mirror Mirror,

who is it I see?

Mirror Mirror,

could this be me?

~

Staring into eyes,

empty of all emotions,

empty of all feelings.

Yet the tears still fall,

with no rhyme or reason.

Is this the real me?

Or the me other people see?

~

Mirror Mirror,

who is it I see?

Mirror Mirror,

is this really me?



~*~ Jill ~*~