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True Reflection
Looking in the glass,
I see the scars,
I see the tears fall,
from her tired eyes.
I smile,
Then watch her force a smile,
Back at me.
The hurt within her,
Barely hiding.
She smiles,
She tried to make you believe,
That she's okay.
She's okay with it all.
The emptiness,
No longer haunts her in her sleep.
I see the tiredness under her eyes.
She gets angry,
Turns away,
Turns back with a raised fist.
Tears streaming from her eyes.
Then,
A smash,
A crash,
Shattered glass.
Finally,
I walk way,
From the broken Mirror.
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