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My mind is a hall of mirrors reflecting only memories of you. One day I'll smash them all into a billion pieces. But for now I sit and watch while the tears steaming down my face slowly turn into shards of glass.
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Mar 31, 2018
Mar 31, 2018 at 6:27 AM UTC
Hall of Mirrors
My mind is a hall of mirrors reflecting only memories of you. One day I'll smash them all into a billion pieces. But for now I sit and watch while the tears steaming down my face slowly turn into shards of glass.
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Mar 31, 2018
Mar 31, 2018 at 6:27 AM UTC
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