my reflection doesn't like me, or perhaps i don't like her
she sees my faults, she sees my wrongdoings
she sees deep inside, she sees past the cuts and the bruises
it's a love-hate relationship, but the hatred is winning the war
how do i make her stop? how do i conquer it all?
do i tell her i love her? do i accept her flaws?
ah, yes. but that is only one battle.
i'll continue to fight in the war.
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words whispered in the wind
Poesía~~~~ these words I whisper to myself these words I whisper in the wind and hopefully, these words you will whisper out loud to yourself when you look at the clock and see that it's three am once again ~~~~ All rights reserved.
