everything is depressing so have a poem
fragile and insincere
there stands me
in front of the mirror, wearing nothing but
my sins
tell me words of love
tell me i'm good enough
tell me it's from above
tell me you like it rough
i ask the reflection
as if she
can speak
she only smirks
untl this very moment
my ears perk
she makes a motion with
but my lips are shut tight
she is trying to say
"my dear,
it'lll never be
alright"
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