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May 2013
Somebody torn down the signs.
I look around, there are no lines drawn.
I play it off like nothings wrong, when really all you are is a pawn.
A misinterpretation of a piece of me.
I'm sorry, but nothing is as it seems.

A look in the mirror, all I see is broken dreams.
A look in the mirror and a double-take cause that can't be me...
A look in the mirror, oh how everything has changed.
This life and heart have gone mildly deranged.
Brittany Jackson
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Brittany Jackson  TX
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