She grabbed her hair
With lots of tears on her face
What she said began to screwed
One by one words began to disappear
Silence begins to eat her
She is petrified
Her eyes stared blankly
Mirror, now she looks at you
She saw her own body
Closer to her face
Her eyes turned red and her hair was messy
Her hand began to rise and clench
Once again, she saw her body
As if to speak something
Looked ferocious
She threw her hand toward to you
The pieces of mirror began to fall
The hand that looks fine now covered in blood
She asked, "Why me?"
Physical is very resistant but not for her soul
With lots of tears on her face
What she said began to screwed
One by one words began to disappear
Silence begins to eat her
She is petrified
Her eyes stared blankly
Mirror, now she looks at you
She saw her own body
Closer to her face
Her eyes turned red and her hair was messy
Her hand began to rise and clench
Once again, she saw her body
As if to speak something
Looked ferocious
She threw her hand toward to you
The pieces of mirror began to fall
The hand that looks fine now covered in blood
She asked, "Why me?"
Physical is very resistant but not for her soul
Written on Monday, October 10th
2016
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