Eyes stabbing at eyes trying to pry into the corners of my mind. Stares slicing at the reflection and convincing that I will spill all that has been shelved within me. Eyes blinking steadily, waiting to pounce on the contents linked to pieces of me. Reflecting memories and grasping opportunities, avoiding the under tow of my mind. Racing ideas swarming erupting feelings that shall remain quickly motionless. Fruit punch power and jump start to anything private. Mirrored armor semi-protecting precious quarrels within my character.
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