Mirror

Sometimes there are secrets That are better left buried Forgotten in the past Scattered in the wind Sometimes you have to lie To hide what lies inside Telling yourself the sweetest lies Than to swallow the bitter truth Sometimes there are mirrors You'd rather not face Because you're afraid to discover Things you've been oblivious to There are things that we'd rather Let the ocean waves swallow Mirrors that we'd rather cover Than see what truly is reflected I've broken my mirrors Locked away my fears Drowned myself in the lies And never ever looked back And yet like a phoenix from the ashes Why are these mirrors back?

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