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May 2016
Today I've had enough,
Today i looked and saw all the cracks and dirt,
All the rust on the mirror,
And the tears I put there to stain it so,
I saw the mottled skin ,
And stressed out eyes,
I thought I was better,
That Light was reaching my dusty corner,
But now I see I was ignoring my fractures,
       each broken bone,
Projected onto your life filled body,
Which I thought gave me wings
Sagging it,
            stretching it.
And I'm so sorry,
For all the **** I've done to our skin,
For all the words I've slashed and singeing paragraphs,
For all my sullied emotions,
And black tidal waves of nauseating Fear and insecurity,
For the smothering affection.
I'm so so sorry.

My mirror never looked darker than now;
But at least yours looks better without me in it.
So, I'm sorry, but I don't want to be your reflection.
Not anymore.
Written by
nicoarty  somewhere
(somewhere)   
533
   --- and Jamadhi Verse
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