And still the hunger claws its way,
Through every hour, through night and day.
The more she fights, the less she wins,
The mirror grins, and the cycle spins.
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Mirrors Lie
ŞiirThis hauntingly introspective poem delves into the complexities of self-perception, exploring how the mirror distorts more than just physical appearance, it warps identity, emotions, and truth itself. As the speaker wrestles with the image staring b...
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And still the hunger claws its way,
Through every hour, through night and day.
The more she fights, the less she wins,
The mirror grins, and the cycle spins.
