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Shards of Glass
Looking into one's self can be as frightening as unearthing a soul.
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I stand broken
Upon shards of glass,
A glossy prism upon the floor,
Remnants of a mirrored me.

These callused soles reek of blood,
And I watch despondently
As a scarlet river runs
Through tile ravines
Before it is consumed.
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