Reflection
He looks at his reflection and sees an image of pain
His lonely eyes mimick the rain
He awakens stomach empty full off shame and grief
Eyes the same color as blood that stains the streets
Wishing the he could change this sceen heart cold
But in many ways it burns like a flaming tree
He's not addicted to, drugs like cocaine and weed
Love's got 'em twisted it's hard to maintain like weev
He didn't predict it to stain his brain like dranks on jeans
His image is in a prison but in some way he's free
The sun creeps in he's blinded by the rays and beams
He's also blinded by the way she seems
She's a dime that gets high off yay and dreams
of being stress free with no problems the way to be
His reflection is simply hoping that she could change to be
A regular dame that speaks not blazed for weeks
She doesn't know this but she's made him weak -
This reflection of love has been engraved in me
He looks at his reflection and sees an image of pain
His lonely eyes mimick the rain
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