The Girl In the Mirror
A refelctive surface covered with protective glass.
I see her staring back at me. I try to look past.
Past the superficial imperfections that always catch my eye.
Pushing aside the reoccurring voice that says "I wouldn't want you either if I was a guy."
I wish I could shed this flesh and reflect the true beauty within.
Oh God help me to remember why I'm here again.
Nothing but dust blown through time with cosmic wind.
In a blink of an eye it could all come to an end.
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