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Standing before a mirror,  
I cant see what others see, 
I can't imagine what it is
Cause I just see plain ol' me.  
(Pours water upon my face)  
as I proceed to notice more, 
Maybe mirrors are the reason,
As to why I'm so insecure. 
My face is wierd, my torso is small 
and I could make a list.  
I'm pretty sure it's just my prospective, 
that makes me so oblivious, 
But, 
I'm standing before a mirror
 and still can't see what it is.
 

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  • yes! i love this

    Oct 05, 2017

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