I look at her
The truth I despise,
Staring back at me
With dry ocean eyes.
And all that I crave
Is to push my hands through.
To reach through the mirror.
To strangle you.
Because I know she's hiding
Behind her smile slanted.
The truth she's confiding,
Her smile is transplanted.
I see the reflection.
I want to cut her to pieces.
Until her sad ocean eyes
Begin their decease.
I want to rip off her skin
'Till there's no longer a person.
For life cannot get better
If its goal is to worsen.
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