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Little Mirrors

Reflection catches My guilt . I lose the trust In whatever , God, I pray too. I need a release , I need to take the seat I need to Stare back at Me. Eyes opening a grave. Don't won't to Be IN THE WAY. I'm red, in chains Im Covered , In dirt Unburied Me slowly. I'm the abuser of me , I'm gonna Shatter this mirror ! Can I pick up the Pieces? throw them into a lake, or let the river take it downstream . Devil knew it will REPEAT If I didn't , settle this quickly. A man, Falling off the horse. That came from hell. I'm the devil, Who didn't see my Burns, until I pointed yours out. Shattering the mirror of me in pieces Falling all around my feet looking at those little old pieces , How its still, taunting me! Trying to scare me . Little pieces of Defeat. Little pieces of shame . Little pieces that was stain. Little pieces of ed up old me . Guilty Distorted image remains haunting me. I forgive the pieces That was once me I pray as the reflection stares back, Mirror intact with a crack and missing piece . So, I won't forget that shattered mirror that once was me.

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