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Jun 21
My clothes, though true to size, no longer fit me.
Blue, black, grey — all colors disgust me.
My mirror just sits there, daring to judge me.
Sooner or later I'll destroy that mirror.
And pray the shards show someone who isn't me
Casoyume
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Casoyume
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