"Mirror, Mirror, on my wall,
I just want to be thin, pretty and tall.
Mirror, Mirror, if I change my hair,
Maybe someone will start to care?
Mirror, Mirror, if I starve myself
At least i'll be beautiful, forget my health
Mirror, Mirror, if I cut my wrist
Will I feel like I exist?
Mirror, Mirror, don't you see?
What you show, is ruining me."
~Unknown
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PoetryA collection of poems and stories for the broken, lost, afraid, recovery, heartbroken, depressed, and many more. *Trigger warning possibly for some of these*
