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All I see in the mirror are my flaws

My anger, my despair, my sheathed claws

The nagging doubts that hang the bars on my cage

And the many hurts which fuels my inner rage

This imperfect reflection taunts me every day

So maybe it will be better if I turn and walk away

I’ll try to pretend I’m really not this blemished

I’m just a wonderful work of art left unfinished

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