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Apr 2019
Mirror, mirror, I seek what is right.
I crave for something. I don't sleep at night.
I dream of happy. I awake to Hell.
I put faith in things that are not well.

Mirror, mirror, my thoughts are crass.
I've bled myself out with shards of your glass.
I fall faster with every nick.
Judgement clouded, my blood runs thick.

Mirror, mirror, my crystal ball.
Give me my truth, make my skin crawl.
I know what will happen. I'm pretty sure of it all.
Just give me my truth, let me allow myself to fall.

Riley Cartwright
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Riley Cartwright  17
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