

reflectionbruised flesh and razor cuts cover her mocha skin; her body seems familiar, but remains unrecognizable.reflection
tattered clothing gives way
to unforgiving scars-- ghosts of a past she longs to forget.
her eyes are sunken in, mere infinite black holes. no fire or life is echoed in her soul.
she stares at me as if i have a solution to a question she has yet to answer.
the girl in the mirror torments me with her unending silence, our unspoken bond.
i fear making a sound, afraid of what she coul
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Become aware of that which is not obvious.
i miss talking to you!!
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Become aware of that which is not obvious.
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sometimes it's a little better to travel than to arrive
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Become aware of that which is not obvious.
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