In the mirror stares back a girl I don't recognize
Red-rimmed and puffy are her eyes
Salted water streaking down her face
Placed aside is her grace
Brought up with manners to be a lady
So why am I here bawling like a newborn baby?
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Hidden Meanings (✔)
PoetryHer words were laced with hidden meanings. 1ST PLACE WINNER OF THE CAR AWARDS 2017 start: 3/3/2017 COVER ART: KELOGSLOOPS 2022 Edit: MAJOR TRIGGER WARNING FOR MENTAL HEALTH ISSUES (+MENTIONS OF SELF-HARM!) I...
