Hannah Smith Biography

 I hate how I loved you
I hate how I felt
I hate everything you said
That made my heart melt
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Everything around me is blurring as I look at myself in the mirror
Am I kidding myself? Look at me...
Dark circle under my eyes, my lips pale
The fakest smile I have ever seen over me face
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Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Who’s the fairest of them all?
‘As you see,
It’s the lady standing in front of me,
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</>His hands seemed far too cold,
Scars and broken knuckles,
that were never fixed,
atop soft fingers
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</>A forgotten face
Calmly stares into this broken place
Where it hears sounds of familiar screaming
The aroma has become our fears
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