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Mirror


I wake up and see her.

As I turn on the lights

        the darkness stayed in her eyes.

I asked

"What are you, and what do you want?"

She replied.

" I am your biggest fear and I know all your serects.

I know your weaknesses.

You hate me, but do not have the guts or heart to end me. 

Why leave me to live these miserable days here. I do not want to feel the warm sun on my skin

or even hear the birds chirp. The days I want to climb down the ladder into a 

deep 

       deep

             depression 

because when nobody was there to give me a hand , depression gave me a ladder to climb down in the darkness."

I overlooked that, I did not care if she had so many flaws I loved every bit of her.

Her perfect imperfections.

As I looked away from the mirror.

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