Rhianna Hayden

She shuts the door and hooks the chain,
to ensure that no-one sees her pain.
Once alone she lets it go
only alone so no one knows.
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My enemies aren't quite what you'd presume,
they're simple objects that bring a cloud of gloom.

My mirror is my torment,
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There he sits, sparkling in the light
He has such a glistening appeal
When I'm alone with my thoughts at night,
I can always reach for the sharpened steel
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“You're beautiful! ” they said.
“Perfect in every way”
“Your insecurities soon will shed”
“as there's nothing wrong with what you weigh”
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Her soul manifests with a glassy sheen,
though she tries to be veiled by a thin flesh screen.

A lonely drop trickles down her cheek.
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