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Black Mirror
Inside, tearing me down
Face the mirror, I lie.
White when I look away
And it’s really gone dark.
I cover the lights every time,
That’s not me.
Foot prints in grey,
You see me.
I wish I was cured.
Face the mirror, I lie.
White when I look away
And it’s really gone dark.
I cover the lights every time,
That’s not me.
Foot prints in grey,
You see me.
I wish I was cured.
Published 6th Sep 2012
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