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Shattered Glass
my reflection is lost within your eyes
and i long to see the me of day's gone
past, as the glass that once held more than cries
broken is the soul of that which could rise,
as i sift through the pieces of myself
my reflection is lost within your eyes
i see the fragments of me in your lies
but truth and healing are locked deep inside
past, as the glass that once held more than cries
i know even a rose in beauty dies
yet still i bleed myself dry from your thorns
my reflection is lost within your eyes
i turn and look for my own self to rise
but i lay cold in this bed of framed time
past, as the glass that once held more than cries
healing never comes, i bid my good-byes
and close my eyes deep within your own stare,
my reflection is lost within your eyes
past, as the glass that once held more than cries
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