idol world's own
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The mirror held many things. The picture was wedged between the actual mirror and the frame. The edges weren't tattered with or torn, nothing had changed since the day she stuck it there. The people hadn't really changed either. She couldn't help but know so. The little flicker of happiness in their eyes was false advertisement. Because underneath the pretty, pretty white teeth was a pit of ruins. Her eyes told more lies than the rest.
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