Mirrors.

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Staring into Reflection.

It shows me, 

my most undesirable features.

I rip myself apart and force my painful tears down my throat.

Reflection picks, picks and picks until I am nothing but my twisted thoughts.

I step out of my body.

I see myself, shattered into several pieces.

Watching as he comes and tapes me back together.

He kisses my scars and cherishes my impurities.

I look back into Reflection and see him.

Only him. 

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