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she looked herself in the mirror,

got greeted by her reflection,


which had in its capacity to break her a little more,

from the inside,

as it always did,


which carried with it,

a history of her tears,


which could be stared at for a long time,

not because it is aesthetic to the eye,

but because its  its opposite,

she runs away from it, terrified,

scared as if shes seen a ghost,

creates a big foam in her hands,

and rubs it till the wound like scars lightens in color,

the lightness is just temporary,

she knows that well,

so she tries to erase it from the outside,

but no amount of makeup,

can hide the scars so deep,

whose after effects are not only skin deep,

they are soul deep,

she looks at other girls,

laughing, playing and just being,

all this seeming so natural in their world,

but so unnatural in hers,

she tried to defy its unnaturalness,

went out to become one of them,

She wished to give them all she got,

In return,wide eyed stares was all she got,

shes  used to them by now,

but everytime she receives it,

it still hurts like hell,

her insides scream to puncture all those eyes staring at her,

so that they can feel the pain,

the pain,

that she feels everyday,

the pain,

which has become a part of her being,

the pain,

which carries a piece of her identity with it,

she dosnt need that piece,

dosnt need that identity,

longs to be seperated from it,

but seperation is so not written in her fate,

a fate, which she’s been bestowed from above,

looking at other girls,

she simply closes her eyes,

and once again asks god,

the question shes asked so many times before,

‘why me?’

the answer to which. still eludes her….


Didnt know what to write in this oh so nonsensical prompt so this is what i came up with…


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