Depress: Story #24: Mirror, Mirror

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Mirror, Mirror, on my wall, I just want to be thin, pretty and tall. Mirror, Mirror, if I change my hair, maybe will someone start to care? Mirror, Mirror, if I starve myself, at least I'll be beautiful, forget my health. Mirror, Mirror, if I cut my wrist will I feel like I exist? Mirror, Mirror, don't you see? What you show, is ruining me.

"Behind my smile is a hurting heart, behind my laugh I'm falling apart. Looking closely at me and you will see the girl that I am, it isn't me."

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