The Mirror

The Mirror

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In this poem (not to sound like a pussy) it describes the basic emotions that I have thought a day. In doing normal tasks like brushing my teeth or simply moving around. More specifically, the sight or action of looking into a mirror. I don't know if this is any good to anybody. But it's good enough for me. This poem is was originally supposed to be matched up to music. Meaning they are really lyrics. But I admit I got to lost in writing it that I didn't worry about it. Thanks hope you enjoy.
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WARNING: Some pieces may contain triggers for those who struggle with any form of depression or self harm. Please read with caution. I will often rearrange the chapters in the way I see fit, so please be patient and keep that in mind. This is my first attempt at poetry. It will consist of shit that I've gone through/dealt with and ramblings from my screwed up mind. These works are purely fictional and not meant to be taken literally.

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