What do you see in the mirror?
A conglomeration of flaws.
Imperfections accentuated by the light.
Always only the unwanted parts.
Not a person.
Never a whole person.
-09/29/2019
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My Little Black Book of Thoughts
CasualeA collection of poems, prose, and random thoughts by a girl who just loves to write. ••• All rights reserved, aka please don't steal my work 🖤
