Long I stood there
Staring
Gazing
Transfixed
Looking into the netherworld that has become my life
Peering
Judging
Longing
Condemned to this life that had become a seductive secluded world
The mirror torches the torched soul.
Dinner has just come to a blazing end I'm lying in bed crying. Bawling. Praying. Hoping, I can have the strength to devulge my evil secret to my mother.
But she won't come. So, for another day, my secret is safe.
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