Reflection

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When I look in the mirror

The only reflection I see

Is a shell of a woman

A woman that used to be

Who is this now

The one staring back at me

Her face seems familiar

But she is not who she used to be

Where is she hiding

Or is she simply waiting to break free

This woman now staring back at me

She’s covered in scars

Scars no one else can see

She is breathing

But has to gasp for air

She is living

Yet allows time to pass her by

This woman that used to be

Who is this now

This stranger staring back at me

The only reflection I see

Is a shell of a woman

The woman I used to be

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