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Reflection

More lines in the mirror now
More gray every day
But hard to see  
Past the thin skin
I saw a physician  
Asked him to look inside  
Find my sickness  
He had to cut deep  
Get past the bullshit
It wasn't pretty  
It really fucking hurt  
And he found something  
An ugliness like cancer  
Real as any tumor
Said he could cut it out
That I could be saved  
Healthy inside now
But still feeling sick
Hope he got it all
Written by Medinda
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