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It's not worth the cuts
Broken mirrors
Shattered picture frames
Picked up the glass
Mapped it all out in my head how to fix the pieces
But the reflection staring at me
In all the shards
Had me thinking
Why bother possibly cutting my fingers
With what's done
It was done for a reason
Shit won't change
smiles stay the same in every mirror
Even a rearview
And the glass of a picture frame
Is the same as casket
Shattered picture frames
Picked up the glass
Mapped it all out in my head how to fix the pieces
But the reflection staring at me
In all the shards
Had me thinking
Why bother possibly cutting my fingers
With what's done
It was done for a reason
Shit won't change
smiles stay the same in every mirror
Even a rearview
And the glass of a picture frame
Is the same as casket
Published 22nd Dec 2014
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22nd Dec 2014 5:27am
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22nd Dec 2014 1:20pm
It may seem reasonable to cut all ties with the past, especially given its track record, but those of us who survive because of you, myself included, see every facet of your loving gracefulness as being irreplaceable in the pantheon of all beings appreciated.
22nd Dec 2014 2:52pm
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