Look in the mirror and what do i see
the same old girl glaring back at me
the one who never let life get her down
who never let life win
and now she just leats it chuck her in the bin
smokey grey bags hang under her eyes
sickly pale skin stained where tears will cry
pastil blue nothingness replaces the once crystle blue eyes
she could take the world but never trys
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