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  • Dedicated to the kitchen table (and my mommy)
                                    

what if every time you look into a mirror a part of your soul becomes trapped on the other side?

as the days pass, little by little, you slowly begin to deteriorate from the inside out.

every day you are becoming more shallow

                                                       more crippled

                                                                   more broken

all while your soul is left to watch in horror as the person you once were slowly dies

    forced to live eternally witnessing all the wrong you have ever committed

          forever and ever

                repeat after repeat

the mirror that has enslaved your soul is now the personal hell you created with every wrong action

                                                            every bad decision

                                                           every wrong thought

                                                           will haunt your soul

                                                             for - ev - er . . .

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