Worn

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I watch her from across the room

And she stares right back at me

The look inside her eyes

Tells of heartache and tragedy

On the outside looking in

Always feeling so alone

Afraid of what others may think

The emptiest feeling ever known

As I stare deeper at those eyes

Lost in their darkest hue

I know there is nothing worse

Than feeling as though they've given up on you

I search the lines that crinkle

In the corners of her face

And I see the many scarsi

That time cannot erase

Unlike the scars of battle

They are not worn with pride

They are worn because she was

The only one who ever, tried

Trapped inside a cage

Gilded with secret hate

Biding her time and watching

Tempting the hands of fate

As I stand, I walk closer

Not sure of what I should do

I brace my hands on the mirror

And whisper it's me, I am you

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