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I am done
contemplating
thoughts not mine.
For always
I ended up
rephrasing
words not mine.
Because today
I realized
I am but
an empty shell.
A reflection
of memories
all mine to summon
but from a mirror
you broke.
A thousand shards
stare back
at a vision resembling me.
A close likeness
to the person
I was before
who is not me.
I recognize the pain
behind those smiling eyes,
I recognize the hollow laughter
in front of the tears.
It is not me
trapped in my body,
but an observer
to another
person's shattered dreams.
It does not think like
the stranger it is,
and seemed to
know of my thoughts.
I then decided
to save a broken shard,
and from it,
mirror
my reflection.
A smaller image
stared back wide eyed.
A miniature of me,
but unbroken
and whole.
So please let go of the rest
of the broken pieces.
They don't reflect
you anymore.
My dearest self,
It's time to let go.
The mirror
you broke
cannot again
be whole.
But you can throw
the smithereens
and remember,
once again
you can be whole.
Not a mere reflection
from a broken
memory.
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