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Literature Text
Gaze into the reflection,
of this unfamiliar being.
An alien form of truth,
this simply cannot be.
Who stares back at me with such contempt,
Who are you?
What has become of my body...
the beautiful place that once harbored my soul?
I wonder where I am now.
Because it is certain that I am not home.
This distorted, deformed shell...
How did I get here?
I want to see reality!
Show me who I really am!
Remove the hateful mask that has covered my own face...
make me lovely again.
of this unfamiliar being.
An alien form of truth,
this simply cannot be.
Who stares back at me with such contempt,
Who are you?
What has become of my body...
the beautiful place that once harbored my soul?
I wonder where I am now.
Because it is certain that I am not home.
This distorted, deformed shell...
How did I get here?
I want to see reality!
Show me who I really am!
Remove the hateful mask that has covered my own face...
make me lovely again.
how I've been feeling lately.
I havent been able to write for some time-
and as horrid as this piece is,
its still worth sharing.
I havent been able to write for some time-
and as horrid as this piece is,
its still worth sharing.
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That's exactly how I feel about my reflection sometimes!
It's not horrid and all. It is very well written and I enjoyed reading it. I can't fault it. The shock/horror/disbelief/surprise comes across strongly.
It's not horrid and all. It is very well written and I enjoyed reading it. I can't fault it. The shock/horror/disbelief/surprise comes across strongly.