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Come on baby, help me pick up the pieces of the shattered mirror of our lives I see our past and each splinter decreases the chance that our love can survive I can see both of our cracked reflections distorted and fractured beyond repair mirroring back the imperfections magnified by the suns glare A prism of pain and deep sorrow A mosaic of the depths of despair But I still have hope that tomorrow that there will be some glitter still there
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Feb 13
Feb 13, 2026 at 12:10 PM UTC
The Shattered Mirror
Come on baby, help me pick up the pieces of the shattered mirror of our lives I see our past and each splinter decreases the chance that our love can survive I can see both of our cracked reflections distorted and fractured beyond repair mirroring back the imperfections magnified by the suns glare A prism of pain and deep sorrow A mosaic of the depths of despair But I still have hope that tomorrow that there will be some glitter still there
Fractured relationships and reflecting back at the damage we have caused.
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Feb 13
Feb 13, 2026 at 12:10 PM UTC
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