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As I loo into the mirror, I see a little girl that has so much pain hiding behind that tiny body of hers

She is lost in her ways physically, mentally, and emotionally

Gaining some type of clarity, but fact remains she has lost herself in this maze of life

Poundering on what life holds for her, she reaches out hoping she can get in contact with her innerself

But that part of her fades away like a candle being blowed out.

Words start to make no sense at all and she is starting to doubt all faith

Praying that God would see her through everything, she convinces herself that nothing is going to come of it

Day in and day out she looks at that same image staring back at her in that dusty mirror

Focusing on every little detail that glass shows

She takes her fingers and touches the mirror and traces the outlinesof her face

She sighs in dismay, and pounds on the mirror until it shatters in million of pieces

Scared and confused she watches as the glass hits the sink and floor one by one

Convinced she is all alonein this world

She starts crying, hoping someone will hear her

But pure silence

She balls up in a corner and slides down the wall next to the broken glass

Crying her eyes out

Once again hoping someone hears her

Silence

Not even a gust of wind could take her mind off the emptyiness of the room or the hole in her heart she had

She thinks to herself maybe if I pray I can get some type of closure

Kneeling on her knees and in deep conversation, she ask for some guidience and comfort

In return she feels all her sorrows fading away

Her tears are magically gone

And she holds her head up with pride