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Reflection
I stared at myself all day,
Still not convinced it’s me…
My almond eyes turned into a shade
Of blood red
My smooth wavy brown locks
Formed into an oily strait midnight hair
My eyes were gleaming with blood thirst and hate
Her mouth seemed to snarl at my appearance
I must have been taken aback,
Because the image of me smirked cruelly and mockingly
It stuck out its icy fingers
Grazing me lightly at my shoulders
I shrank back against its cold touch
Recoiling like a pained rattlesnake
It somehow found my pain amusing
It continuously touched me
And
I continuously ran away
I wish I was strong enough,
I wish I was brave enough,
To put an end to this foolishness,
But,
I didn’t…
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