The Mirror

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Do I dare to look in the mirror?

To see the image reflected back at me?

Not expecting to see perfection,

more like a broken, empty shell.

Someone who danced with the devil

and was left broken hearted.

A chain,

locked around her heart.

Closed off,

it is her only defense.

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