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Broken
I look into the mirror, into my eyes
I feel as if I'm looking into nothing
Just a shell, no hopes, no dreams, no soul
Tired, pale face that says my will is broken
Like looking at a walking corpse
No spark remains
Bled out everything for others
Not once, thinking of myself
Gave a part of myself to everyone
Until I had nothing left
Scars left me cold and numb
Incapable of loving again
I feel as if I'm looking into nothing
Just a shell, no hopes, no dreams, no soul
Tired, pale face that says my will is broken
Like looking at a walking corpse
No spark remains
Bled out everything for others
Not once, thinking of myself
Gave a part of myself to everyone
Until I had nothing left
Scars left me cold and numb
Incapable of loving again
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