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Devoid of color

I am no one. Alone. Unworthy. This is a collection of poems. From Bella's zombie state, to Rosalie's decision to call Edward. What were they thinking? How did they feel? I decided to add on more chapters, because writing it was fun. So make sure you hit "next".


4. Chapter 4: I am Beautiful

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I am Beautiful

I am perfect.


I should be happy.

But I am not.

Gold hair and matching eyes, perfect cheekbones

I will my reflection to make me happy.

I stare harder into the mirror, trying to make the anger go away.

I am beautiful.

I am beautiful.

I am unhappy.

I watch my forehead pucker in the most endearing way

Beautifully frustrated.

Should I tell him?

Should I tell him his human lover died?

He’d come back.

He’d come back.

Our family would be normal again.

I watch myself reach for the phone

Through the mirror

If I watch the mirror,

I am not responsible for the outcome.

It isn’t real.

It is a mirror world.