My reflection in the mirror.

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I used to love mirrors,
that was till they commented about myself,
only then I noticed my real reflection,
looking at my reflection now,
I see what they see,
a ugly,
not enough skinny boy,
an humiliated kid,
the kid who's always being bullied.

I used to love my reflection,
but now,
I avoid mirrors
like the worst of the illness.

Now,I can't look at my reflection anymore.

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