Behind The Mirror
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1 min readNov 4, 2017
Ever the lady,
she neatly weaves
the tattered threads
of her torn life
into a pattern
of false smiles,
displayed
convincingly,
so that no one
will notice
she is just barely
holding it together,
behind the mirror.
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