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Submitted: October 27, 2017

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Submitted: October 27, 2017



I look in the mirror and all I see is a face. It's looking back at me. Be yourself they say to you. Well being yourself isn't this. I look in the mirror it's just me. Or maybe it's just this girl possibly an image of what the world wants her to be. It's really not me. Looking back in the mirror at this girl who's emotions don't show. She really feels so low. She's sick of all the lies and the constant goodbyes. They tell you don't to cry. Even though it hurts so much inside. There's an empty spot beside her. She keeps thinking why does one small little spot look like an entire parking lot. She looks back in the mirror straightening herself out. Guess what that girl finally realizes she's out of luck. The only word that comes to mind is fuck. One last look at this girl she shakes her head washes her face and acts like she's happy.

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