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Jul 2016
I was already wearing an armor
cause I thought that was the only way you would not be able to see my scars
but disappointment stinks like a pride that died too soon and was never consecrated
now it's gone, forever

I put on a mask
"How would you like me to be?
You said you liked ghosts, so I became a ghost
wandering through the halls of my own desires
I shouldn't intend to stay, you were not going to stay
but you were listening to my bitter words
licking them like they were the sweetest nectar
Mirror, mirror
do you intend to mirror me just for fun?
do you really wanna know what I've become?
can I handle the hole you're gonna leave when you're gone?
Once, twice
you said it was the last time
I believe you, I still do
Aleska Servian
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Aleska Servian  Brazil
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