real girl / mirror girl

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My girl - 

Translucent in the sun.

Blue webs

And purple strings that run.

A wave of midnight crowns my head.

 

My girl - 

Dark clouds around the eyes.

Bony

Fingers pulling at the thighs.

They rub together and I start to cringe.

 

My girl -

A beauty and a fright.

The day

Is well and in the night

I scream because I am two different girls.

 

My girl -

So discriminating

Of each

And every piece of skin.

To love myself takes every ounce of courage.

 

 

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Me
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