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Dec 2017
The girl in the mirror
She stare at me with saddest eyes anyone has ever seen
She has so many cracks to be filled
Her heart is hanging by a thread
So broken and bruised
The girl in the mirror
Is disgusted by what she sees
The flabs , the bulky stomach
She wants to look like the magazine
She wants to have the face of beauty that is to real to be
She desire to have girls envy
She desire guys to thirst for her love
The girl in the mirror
Wants to be free
She want to let her wings fly and never stop
She wants to run and never turn back
The girl in the mirror
She has cuts that run too deep
She has deadly thoughts that is too viscous to see
She became something she tried not to be
She is fighting a battle that will dictate her life
The girl in the mirror
Is dead
She pulled the trigger waiting for the bullet to impact
She slits her wrist ready for the blood to overflow
She hangs herself waiting for the air to be choked out of her
She waits till she gets the signal to press play
Pow!
The girl in the mirror
Is dead no longer to be seen
For i no longer see her only the wall behind me
She pressed play
Now she don’t exist
Now there's just an empty mirror
That stares back at me.
Written by
faye hope  16/F/newyork
(16/F/newyork)   
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