That life sucks.
It cuts you open and pours acid in you while you lay there begging for it to stop.
But it doesn't.
Then it stops and you can breath but then it comes back just as you think it's all over.
Pouring as you beg for death.
YOU ARE READING
The girl in the mirror
PoetryWhat does this one girl see when she looks in the mirror? How does everyone else see her? *Trigger warning* -This book has chapters that might be triggering to some people. *Please if you are going through a hard time please seek help. It does get...
