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Through the mirror's eyes.
I look at a mirror,
And this is what I see.
There's a shattered reflection,
Staring right through me.
My eyes have gone red,
From all of the pain.
They are an open door,
To my soul that was slain.
My nose how it grew,
From the lies I have told.
How could I do that?
Why am I so cold?
My lips are sealed shut,
to keep the secrets in.
There's no need to tell them,
I'm already buried in sin.
My hands remain empty,
they have noone to hold.
I'll be all alone in this world,
forever I'm told.
My chest, it lays still,
Because of my absence of heart.
I wish I could go back,
remain loving from the start.
I look at a mirror,
And this is what I see.
There's a shattered reflection,
Staring right through me.
And this is what I see.
There's a shattered reflection,
Staring right through me.
My eyes have gone red,
From all of the pain.
They are an open door,
To my soul that was slain.
My nose how it grew,
From the lies I have told.
How could I do that?
Why am I so cold?
My lips are sealed shut,
to keep the secrets in.
There's no need to tell them,
I'm already buried in sin.
My hands remain empty,
they have noone to hold.
I'll be all alone in this world,
forever I'm told.
My chest, it lays still,
Because of my absence of heart.
I wish I could go back,
remain loving from the start.
I look at a mirror,
And this is what I see.
There's a shattered reflection,
Staring right through me.
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