When I look into the mirror

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When the sun reaches the sky

It glimmers against the beautiful ocean water

I arise

I get up and make myself look into the mirror

I pull off these newly old glasses

Stare into my eyes

A whores eyes

I touch my lower eye lid

' you look like a fucking whore with those fucking eyes '

I tell myself with tears swelling up

Why can't I scratch them out

I'd prefer to be blind

My eyes would be beautiful then.

I whimper

fall to the floor

pulling the mini mirror down with me

Tears roll down my eyes

' stop it '

I take a deep breath.

My hair.

My waver brown hair.

I think it's my dads hair

The man who fucked my mom

she was free

I saw dad once

He called my mom a busty little fucking whore

Busty little fucking whore

Little fucking whore

Fucking whore

WHORE

I pull up my shirt

My belly

It was those marks

A brand

Stitches

My body

It isn't beautiful

It's hideous

Eyes of a whore

Body of a slut

Hair of a cheap man

Definition of a worthless person

Is me

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