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My mirror's broken. I want a new one with You've Made It spelled in lights across the top. I want the holograms of tiny clapping hands inlaid along its sides - applauding when I give the nod. I'd like a slight distortion, looking younger, better kept ideally; so I see me but with all this potential in repose. It should say I Love You somehow - any time, whatever state, for simply being there. I would stare and I would stare from follicle to freckle, plotting every facet of the features glaring back at mine, mine, mine. I want to share myself with something. Let me care completely for some imperfect reflection. My mirror isn't cracked or anything like that it's just I can't quite catch the little twitches twinkling my eye.
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Mar 30, 2013
Mar 30, 2013 at 7:30 PM UTC
Hairline Fractures
My mirror's broken. I want a new one with You've Made It spelled in lights across the top. I want the holograms of tiny clapping hands inlaid along its sides - applauding when I give the nod. I'd like a slight distortion, looking younger, better kept ideally; so I see me but with all this potential in repose. It should say I Love You somehow - any time, whatever state, for simply being there. I would stare and I would stare from follicle to freckle, plotting every facet of the features glaring back at mine, mine, mine. I want to share myself with something. Let me care completely for some imperfect reflection. My mirror isn't cracked or anything like that it's just I can't quite catch the little twitches twinkling my eye.
damian
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Mar 30, 2013
Mar 30, 2013 at 7:30 PM UTC
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