Misplaced

A poetry collection about feeling misplaced.

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5. Mirror

A face in the mirror,

Appears before me,

Blue eyes stare,

Long blonde hair,

It's me, It's mine,

All the circles and lines,

But why does it feel misplaced,

Why am I always stuck in this haze,

I shake my head and I take a deep breathe,

It's me, It's me, It's me,

A mantra I say before I go to sleep,

Because I don't believe what I see,

And the face in the mirror no longer looks free,

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