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Sep 2012
I see you through a broken mirror,Β Β with edges razor sharp
The mirror staring back at you, you're bleeding in the dark.
As if the night were long my dear, asleep IΒ Β laid to rest
In everybody else's eyes, it's probably for the best.

You focus all attention on lies and cheating souls
Remember who your father was, wash away your goals.
Helpless wounded flesh, upon this heartless sin
I'll close the door forever, let anybody in.

The dead they'll jump to say hello, collection to their bed
Now all that's here, or left of you is broken up and shred.
You did this to yourself, was people out to love
But broken up reflections, the one who fits the glove.
Written by
allyssa stafford  vancouver
(vancouver)   
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