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Jul 2018
Ii walked
   to look in the mirror
what I seen
   looking back at me was

a thin, pasty white
big eyes and
         fallen dreams
a heart
          that's to big
and a death
loving harder then people

I walked away in fear
fear the girl in the mirror was me
I have a problem that when i look in the mirror i see a monster but when someone else sees me they see something that i never do believe
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Bloop poems  14/Earth
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