Category : Diary/Journal

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Is it possible to hate me the way I do? To look in the mirror and see nothing. Where has my soul gone? I used to admire the Rosy color that stained my cheeks. The innocent glow that was all me. The smile that crossed my face. Big eyes that looked my way. I cared then. Why don't I now? I just want to be me again. But How?