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Mirrors

I can't walk into a room with mirrors. I stare at myself and wonder who am I looking at a vision of a girl who once knew that freckles and ears that point to the sky were obsolete. that a nose pudgy n round was just a nose not of a clown, lips full like fresh raspberries growing in a field, not two red plumply annoying things,that call to men like a moth to a flame. I could walk in a room and look at a mirror n state " I am what I am I except my fate"! Those days are gone I now look In the mirror only to see an ugly girl staring back at me. Me this ugly girl had dreams of walking on red velvet with a beauty on my arm, a beauty that would make me  look better then the summer nights glow. them dreams became dead. once the mirror stared back at me and said "you are ugly".. 
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