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Dec 2012
I usually avert my eyes beforehand,
Let the steam block the reflection for after.

Today, I took the time to look.

I stared at the body I hate,
The one others tell me to love.
I brought my hand to my chest
Wanted so badly to mutilate myself, my reflection
So that no one else could ever love my body.
My scars on the inside
For no one to see -

I turned from the mirror
Wishing that I had never looked.
Christy Pavoncello
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Christy Pavoncello
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