Being Free, Being Me

Shattered shards of glass,

Strewn across the floor.

Undoing distorted reflection,

Tormented no more.

Parts and pieces free,

Revealing of the real,

Undoing society in me.

No longer shamed

Into a “pretty” frame.

– nd

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