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May 2013
I look into the mirror sometimes,
Wondering about what I'd see..
I find myself looking at what I'm not,
Not what I could be.
I see those eyes stare past me,
I see them look back.
I knew right then,
Those eyes have the despair I lack.
Written by
Nikki Pr
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