You stand in front of the mirror

Scrutinizing your figure

Poking the flab which itself is so meagre

You look at your body,so short

The stream of words,they shot

Straight into your heart,so vaunt

Beneath the make-up layer

Hides a skin,not fair

With pained eyes,you stare

And now, I wish I had the courage to say

This 'you' is me everyday.

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Author's Note

Dedicated to a wonderful friend who tolerates my daily banter :D

Love you Ice-Cream Lover <3

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