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❝ 'Mirror, mirror on the wall, 

I don't know myself anymore.'

said I, as I heard the final call, 

there was no time to explore. 

This body feels foreign, 

as I still remember. 

There is no cure to this poison, 

'I wish I wasn't a trans member.'

This rancid reflection, 

is not me. 

Disgust seeps as a infection, 

I wish I was free. 

Once a red rose, 

is now full of thorns.

I hope, he knows, 

about the never-ending wordic swords. ❞

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"We are born as who we are. The gender thing is something that is imposed on you." — Laverne Cox. 

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Central Idea: 

The poem explores themes of identity, self-perception, and the struggle with gender dysphoria. It presents a deep sense of alienation and longing for acceptance, both from oneself and society, reflecting the emotional turmoil experienced by individuals identifying as transgender.

Subject Matter:

 The subject matter centers around the speaker's internal conflict with their identity and body, using a mirror as a metaphor for self-reflection. It touches on feelings of disgust, pain, and the desire for freedom from societal expectations and personal struggles.

(Analysis done by AI)