When she felt
Ugly,
The past refracted
From roses
Seeking respite,
In still swallowed
Pain,
Missed reflections,
Passed onto the
Prettier ones,
Livid bottles drained,
Burned on the face
Living to hide
Weaker shades
Of resemblance
To the chosen laughing
Away
Curtains loosening to
Ash frames…
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