the mirror lies, but i still stare

the mirror lies, but i still stare,

at the bones who whisper “don’t you dare”.

counting bites i did not take,

at any moment, my heart could break.

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i watch the quiet rain,

a mirror for my silent pain.

i starved my thoughts to numb my brain,

trying my best to lose, not gain.

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my soul is glass, so fragile, so thin,

i feel sorrow deep beneath my skin,

i must recover, i must begin,

i’ll heal my soul from within.

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i nourish it with care and grace,

fall into my loved one’s embrace,

find beauty in the mundane,

to feel like that little girl again.