mirror.

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The pain I feel lives within my reflection,
Oh dear, I can barely recognize myself,
I depress what has the power to reflect,
My dearest possession,
I'm sorry for exposing you to the depression that lives within my soul,
You are all I can depend on to stare back at me
when the world refuses to see me as what I am,
A fucking human being.

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