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looking in the mirror who is she?
a desperate tear falls down her face
a pale decietful reflection stares back at her
pleasing everyone, yet a stranger to herself
broken on the inside, But untouched to the world
who is she?
hiding in the shadows of dispair
yearning for a place she wont fear
with hope of finding comfort in herself
true beauty hidden behind a mask if insecurity
will this false life live on, or die along with her spirit
not a trace of truth is left behind
silence exposes unfortunate lies
now falsity seeps, its begining to show
all her pretty lies and broken dreams
now visible for all to see