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Every Single Day

I watch myself in the mirror
I look calm and complacent
behind my eyes there is a war
I can hear it, i can feel it
I try to ignore it
I put on the eyeliner and do my hair.
One thousand thoughts become
cannon fodder being shot back
at my metaphorical heart.
My reflection smirks back me,
how can one so empty
appear to be so full?
Fumbling for my perfume
to cover the stench of anxiety
I think of all the possibilities
how I could die going to my get coffee.
There is chaos, I have to fake the calm.




Written by nikkimoe
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