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Shatter Into A Million Pieces

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L-E-M

Published: Apr 13, 2011

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have you ever
stared at your reflection
for hours, picking
out everything
that's wrong

all the spots
and blemishes the
dark rings
and cracked lips

have you ever
stared at your reflection
increasingly saddened by
what you see, the
unclean skin
and ugly features

have you ever
wished so
hard that all that
prodding and poking, all
those tears and
money spent on makeup
would actually do something

but when you
stare at yourself all
dolled up, ready to face
the world, really you're
just that same ugly face
scared to look and
scared to take your eyes away

have you ever
stared at your reflection
wishing the mirror would
shatter, and you
along with it

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HoodedWonder1001

Mar 18, 2013

It's really good.

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