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I looked into the mirror
and something inside of me broke.
and then I cried.

I cried
because everytime I walked past the glass,
I recognized the person on the other side
a little less
and despised them
a little more.

and I cried,
because I couldn't understand
why either occured.

I cried because I was losing myself,
and I cried because the person staring back,
was almost foreign to me.
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this poem is really raw but I hope you find it worth reading ♡

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