I touched the mirror
And the image of my life,
Ripples and carried fragments away
Exploding my whole reflection,
As I discovered
My mirror was made… 128 more words
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You are a fucking unicorn. You are a fucking unicorn and all this time, you’ve been trying to be a horse. You very carefully hid your horn everytime you popped into a room, pretending you were more horselike and able to do more horselike things and repressing the best parts of you.