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I've forgotten what it's like to look in the mirror
To adore myself and worship my countenance
I've learned the comfort in self hatred
The bitter quiet that comes along with it..
I walked past a mirror today and I was tempted
'Look and smile just one more time
I've forgotten what we look like'
Said brain that tormented me until I had to tear my gaze away, shattering the mirror till it matched my heart
But making its sharp edges into beautiful art so no one knows I've fallen apart.
I didn't look in the mirror though
Rather, I convinced myself that I already know,
What I'll find there would scratch wounded surfaces till they burst open
And I'll be left covering scars with tears stained hands
It's not worth it.
Never has been
© ejiro_gabriel
To adore myself and worship my countenance
I've learned the comfort in self hatred
The bitter quiet that comes along with it..
I walked past a mirror today and I was tempted
'Look and smile just one more time
I've forgotten what we look like'
Said brain that tormented me until I had to tear my gaze away, shattering the mirror till it matched my heart
But making its sharp edges into beautiful art so no one knows I've fallen apart.
I didn't look in the mirror though
Rather, I convinced myself that I already know,
What I'll find there would scratch wounded surfaces till they burst open
And I'll be left covering scars with tears stained hands
It's not worth it.
Never has been
© ejiro_gabriel
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