For The Girl in the Mirror
I found her sorrow in the
purple and blue lightning bolts under her
eyelids.
I found her courage in the
hollow irises deep inside her
eyes.
I found her stress in the
red and pink splash across her
cheeks.
I found her brokeness in the
decaying teeth of her
smile.
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