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The mirror never lies.
Why should it?
It's not it's fault
That I can't see the beauty
In what stares back at me.
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Poetry"I let them bleed for me. I let the words dig up What the eyes can't see." A collection of small, personal poems. Copyright: ©Queenofquixotic Cover Design: @procrastinity
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The mirror never lies.
Why should it?
It's not it's fault
That I can't see the beauty
In what stares back at me.
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