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Dull Reflections

sacrificed on the name of joke

became laughing stock of the group

my friends reflection in the mirror

appears rather dull than bright

 

rust entered in the open wounds

scars that cover my whole body

friend is a word to use with care

growing ivy does not make them rose

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