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Jul 2020
Mirror mirror on the wall,
Why do I always fall?
Who is this person in my reflection?
Full of self hate from a lack of perfection,
If only it was as easy as changing perspective,
Self love in my heart would be reflective,
Every scar reminds me of my deepest cuts,
The empty valleys and the darkest ruts,
Mirror mirror, show me what's real,
As my soul is ready to heal.
Kathy
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Kathy  29/F/Texas
(29/F/Texas)   
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