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It began on a lonely Friday evening:
She was the most sad girl around, my reflection hiding away in my mirror was the most anxious being.
She was my reflection, my anxious reflection, my life.
We used to run so well together, Back then, we would to cry together, in my room.
But one evening, one lonely evening, we both decided to cry too much.
Together we bruised myself.
I couldn't break her stare.
From that moment our relationship changed.
She grew so angry.
She destroyed herself.
My reflection destroyed herself.
I was betrayed by myself
The next day I thought my mind had broken,
I thought my eyes had burst into flames,
But still, she is in my thoughts.
I think about how it all changed that evening,
That lonely Friday evening.
My eyes water like one thousand rivers
When I think of that anxious life,
That anxious life and me.

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