In the mirror, I see fragments
of you staring back at me,
but I refuse to let your shadow
define the woman I've become.
Your voice echoes in my mind,
reminders of the wounds you inflicted,
but I've unearthed a resilience,
a fire that burns brighter than your darkness.
I stand tall, strong and empowered,
with each step forward a declaration
of my freedom from your hold.
I am more than your failings.
In the mirror, I see not just fragments
of you, but the reflection of a woman
who has risen from the ashes,
unbound by the chains of your effect.
And though your presence still lingers,
a ghost haunting the boundaries of my being,
I know that I am more than
the sum of your limitations.
In the mirror,
I see not your shadow,
but the radiant light
of my own resilience,
illuminating the path
to my true self.
Beyond the mirror's shadow
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