Reflection

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Sometimes,
Even in the darkest parts of myself,
I still see the night sky in my veins.
Even in the tear stained image of myself,
In the mirror,
I see what was once the brightest flame
Refusing to burn out.
I see myself upside down
In every puddle on the ground.
Laughing at the irony of it mirroring
Exactly how I feel.
But there is something in those eyes
That stare back at me
That make me realise
That there are still little parts of me
That survived the crack in my soul.
As I look up from the ground and to the stars
I know that I am not very far
From finding my way home.

As I look up from the ground and to the starsI know that I am not very farFrom finding my way home

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