My Reflections: Both Memories and Mirrors

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Take a look at me now
What do you think?
Hair kept, eyes lit,
cheeks flushed, lips pink.
I am a portrait
A spitting image of myself
But this is no reflection-
Looking deeper down I delve.
This is me now
As I flip through the memories
Once pale, tired, beaten,
Torn in silent reveries.
These were my pictures
Showing how I'd been.
I hated myself, my mind,
my body, my sin.
But take a look at me now.
What do you think?
Hair kept, eyes lit,
Cheeks flushed, lips pink.
I am a portrait.
A spitting image of perfection.
I love me now,
When I look at my reflection.