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Her
features set into a frown
Her eyes; mascaraed slits
Her dreams
for the future
Have been torn into bits
Her clothes are a
reflection
Of everybody else
So used to playing the fool
She's
forgotten to be herself
Who's that in the mirror?
It's not
innocence you see
It seems to be a monster
Made by society