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I see the shadow in the mirror
My dark side’s sickly smile
She whispers lies to draw me near
Addictive in her style

“We had such fun” is how she baits
When I am low and weak
The knife hand hovers as she waits
To cause the pain I seek

The habit calls out as a friend
Each cut, its cold embrace
I hope with blood the pain will end
But scars can’t be erased

In shame, I try to shun the love
I feel I can’t accept
I sense a warm hug from above
And all my hurt is swept

A deeper rush than I have known
Comes from my Father’s joy
The world takes on a brighter tone
I leave my sharp edged toys