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Jan 2018
Mirror leaning upon my wall
I know all you want to do is make me fall
I look into you and guess what I see
A girl who is tall, fat and ugly
She falls onto her bed both day and night
Crying because society tells her she doesn't look right
Her skin isn't light enough and nor are her teeth
Her thighs are touching and her stomach is too big
Her smile is a mess, just like her life
So why don't you end the pain, the mirror says, and make your wrist's a ****** sight
I shatter the mirror and lying on the ground I see
A girl who is more broken now and just wants to leave
I pick up the broken glass and take a piece to my skin
To help mend the pain I always lives in
My life never got better and soon went to hell
I was so alone no one even bothered to help me when I fell
My soul was dying both inside and out
I felt I was strong enough
And I didn't needed anybody's help
I wanted to be brave and do it on my own
Only to end up in front of the mirror who once broke my soul
Yes, the mirror did break, but like any house hold item that mirror was replaced
For this mirror that laid so innocent against my wall was far worse than the first one and even I could see
This mirror was going to have me dead before the end of my life.
We all go through tough times and sometimes things get tougher than we expect, but when things get tougher so should we no matter how hard.
Grace
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Grace  18/F/United States
(18/F/United States)   
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   Lior Gavra
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