EMPTIED ALBUMS WORDS Faith Bugenhagen VISUALS Madison Marzano
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covered through her smile, When I look in the mirror I see through the weight she bears a girl. She stares back at me with without letting others’ hold any eyes that see more than she of it for her. I see how this worry can acknowledge and a mouth impacts each relationship she that is trained to remain shut. shares; either she let’s it get the Her hair lifts with a slight curl, best of her and breaks her back to laying midway down her make others’ happy, or she pushes back. It used to be a honey those who want to be close brown, but as time passed away. This is her greatest defense she decided to dye it black. I mechanism. stare beyond her face, lingering Deconstructing this girl, who my gaze towards her body, the has wound up her identity clothes that she wears, all the so tightly, appears to be parts that make her, her. I don’t detrimental. Fracturing any of recognize her. her infrastructure would shake I live out her quiet pain, her her to the core. Having been inability to express herself invested in others’ for far too emotionally because she’s too long, where would she be, and fearful of herself, I live out every who would she be, today? She flaw that paints the anxiety would have no life, no purpose, of her mind. I see how it’s
