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Mirror Mirror

"I hate the person you're becoming," snapped my mother.

And I crumbled,
inevitably,
into smaller pieces as the tears came.

That always confused me,
how she could say such things.

But now I cry,
not because what she said still hurts me,
but because I finally see how much she still hates herself.
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