<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=540863" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Image</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The girl in the mirror stared back at me.<br> Unflinching.<br> Eyes blood shot.<br> Cheeks stained with tears and sweat.<br>Her hands dangled weakly, swollen<br>and splattered with blood.<br>Matted hair sprung from her head and the black circles<br>made her eyes seem all the more sunken. Desperate.<br>She was small. Shriveled.<br>All hope sucked from her soul and left a scar<br>across her gray face like a tree branch<br>reaching for the sun but anchored by the abandoned<br>body of a young girl whose heart<br>had long ago stopped beating.<br>the fallen soldier of a country whose world<br>had fought against it. A country of Purity.<br>And this girl raised a cut and bruised arm<br>and lifted the mask from her face. Hesitantly.<br>The scars faded.<br>They left tiny white lines on my arms and face.<br>And my eyes cleared; <br> Hope glistening from them<br> and making my skin glow.<br>My hair curled softly.<br>My hands healed and were cleansed.<br>A slight pink stain rested on my fingers<br>My flesh was watered back to life.<br>And I smiled.<br> A weak, crooked sort of smile.<br>My teeth were not in their places<br> and a few were chipped, <br>but I loved the sight of that broken grin.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Zoe+Guillory">Zoe Guillory</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=540863" data-title="Image de Zoe Guillory" data-description="The girl in the mirror stared back at me. Unflinching. Eyes blood shot. Cheeks stained with tears and sweat. Her hands dangled weakly, swollen and splattered with blood. Matted hair sprung from her head and the black circles made her eyes seem ..."></div> </div> </div>

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