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Mirror


You used to be beautiful, but now you're not

He's taken everything-robbed you for all you've got

He's stopped all the love and kisses

Now he only punches and disses

He doesn't love you

It's all a lie 

He doesn't make you happy

He doesn't even try

You're not who you used to be

Even when you try, you can't be 

What he's done to you, I wish I didn't have to see

But everyday I look in the mirror and spy--

Another broken bone, another black eye

No, I'm not beautiful, I used to be

He's taken my beauty  all from me 

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BeaKar0220
<p>I don&#39;t know what my poem is really. I just wrote it.</p>

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