Words rejected, hang in mid-air
He says I am beautiful but do I dare?
believe his eyes telling me so
crosswise, adverse from what I know
is painfully true and frightfully right
I walk rather quickly away from the light
Afraid he might notice, afraid he will see
the truth in my mirror, the plain that is me.
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