Reflection

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Do you miss the feeling of self loathing?

Once the mirror looked so dirty,
stained in tears,
cracked with hatred.

You never cared to clean it,
wipe the mist away,
or glue the shards back together.

The reflection had taught you,
you were meant to be broken.

How could you miss something so wrong?

Now that you have replaced the mirror completely,
you wonder why you ever let it get dirty,
because it looks so beautiful.

Staring into your eyes—
they once lacked that confidence they hold now—
you can't help but smile.

You fell for the wrong teachings,
and learned to love yourself again.

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