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My Vanity (partial)

... This blaming game is my protection
glazing over my reflection,
when the cause to my demise was not the mirror  
But,  
My eyes...  
I’ll admit, I think I’m sick.
And don’t want to get better.
This bitch will be the death of me.
And I am going to let her.
Couldn’t stand a single pound be added to the frame,
Would sooner eat my finger and then tell her she’s to blame...
Written by Cmei-leeC
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Author's Note
This is a part of a very personally piece (of me). Still testing the waters before I jump in
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