My skin was peeling off
and bones from inside laughed.
It could not adjust to rays
from all ‘loving' eyes.
I lost my teeth chewing delicious
news for the last hundred years.
Walked miles on city roads,
jungles and muddy alleys.
Thirsty, I finally discovered
my naked bones today
inside the lonely mirror.
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