who is she, where did she come from?
Her smile presented with elequence
almost makes her pain irrelevent
she looks familiar,yet I dont know her
Should I dare go closer
She is nolonger a stanger
I know her
As i gaze into the glass, i see memories of the past
I look into my reflecton and see the monster life made me
I am my reflection, not my beautiful past
oh how i wish i could go back
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