Broken Reflections
Show me a reason,
Not a broken reflection,
That I can hold and try for treason,
For the broken reflection,
Of a forgotten direction,
Is why I feel what I'm feelin...
How do you apitamise the sky,
With your vision of a shining light,
Does the search to answer lies,
Kill the ache of empty time,
How to justify hiding from healing,
When the broken reflection of a forgotten direction,
Is why i feel what I'm feelin...
It's easily mistaken,
But it's understanding how it is,
These scars it didn't leave,
Or offer any other slightest sign,
Just the broken reflection,
Of a forgotten direction,
Thats why I feel what I'm feelin.
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