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Once the mirror reflected

A sight not unkind to me

But my own mind deflected

The years as an enemy,

My soul did no speak the same

Tongue that my body practised,

No one else had yet noticed

But it brought on worlds of shame,

I could feel that I would drown

In this heavy bleeding gown

So became a smile my frown

As I shifted upside down.

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Poetry with a secret: “I have had plastic surgery done.”

Not sure if I’m completely satisfied of that one.