mirror

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i was
your mirror
the girl
who you
reflected
all
your pain
on

one day
you
hurt me
so bad
i shattered
into
broken
useless
glass

and
then
nobody
ever
could
look at
me again

because
you left
me in
fragments
on the
cold
hard
floor
only to
be swept
up
and thrown
into the
trash

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