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Mirror Back Blast

I held on to my past That should never have last Flashes of life's horror Running through my head As I stood in front of a broken mirror ...I can't comprehend. I began to bleed From the things I should have get rid. My spirit almost gave up No one to give a head up I kept nailing myself in pain Hoping for a sunshine and rain. I had no strength when the sky was grey But I shift focus From that which cause me pain So I can see clearly ...the rays Of sunshine That will brighten my days.

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Book: Shattered Sighs