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May 2018
i can't remember when mirrors became a thing to fear;
something to avoid.

i can't remember when food became the enemy;
something to hate.

i can't remember when makeup became a mask;
something to be required.

i can't remember when my body became a bad thing;
or something to be ashamed of.
Dark Ink
Written by
Dark Ink  Kandy
(Kandy)   
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   Debbie Taylor
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