Broken mirror of pain So many peace's But still all the same Each cutting into emotion Bleeding tears making confusion Crying on the out side Isn't any louder than on the inside? Happiness doesn't make love But were doses it comes from If you're the lonely one Broken mirror of pain So many peace's Fear of them cutting into my soul Just want some one to hold So the mirror just brokeBirth sign: Not entered
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