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Aug 2020
A stranger
Looks back at her
thin and wasted
dark circles, sunken cheeks
tear tracks glistening, chest heaving
trying hard to hold everything in.

Strange,
I can clearly remember
her smile, laughter
cheerful eyes,pretty face.

Remarkable,
how despicable time is.

The contrast
so stark
the stranger breaks down
couldn't hold it back anymore

A crash, a clang
a moment's hesitation
a deep cut
a bloodied wrist
a momentary peace, release.

The cruel shards
silently watched and reflected
her life slowly ebbing away.
This is written in the POV of a girl looking at the mirror.
Written by
Hanan Parakkot
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