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Nov 2014
I was so broken and sad and angry
That I punched the mirror
That showed the reflection of mine
Because I hate myself
But strangely, I didn't feel any pain
But instead, I felt satisfied

And with bloodshot eyes,
Blood dripped from my knuckles
I saw my broken reflection
Through the shattered glass

And
Said to the broken mirror
.
*"At least I'm not the only one who's broken now"
Lyn
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