He said, "You don't know how beautiful you are."
She walks towards the mirror
looks at herself
watching her beauty slowly redefining ...
Her fairness is painted by darkness all over
scars redraw themselves on her body
the past dresses her present
cage walls build up around her
the window of escape is gone
dimming the shine in her eyes
her eyes bleed broken dreams
She looks down at her hands
holding her barely breathing heart
Her eyes look around
yearning for freedom and love
She takes one last look
at herself in the mirror
and says, "Yes. I am this beautiful"
and retires to her grave ...
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