Become
What have I become?
I look in the mirror
And the face that reflects back
Isn't mine.
THat porcelain skin
Those distant eyes surrounded by dark circles
And the mysterious smirk
That graces those strange lips.
Disturbing at how easily the lies flow
The piercing looks of hatred
That crawl fourth from those dead eyes
Only a shadow of what I once was.
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