
Stepping Into the shattered mirrors,
Blood all over my reflection
Listen as my skin tears,
Is silence a sound you can bear;
Flaming coals and seared flesh,
And all the stifled groans of pain,
Build in on ashes phoenix like will be the rise 'o mine.
Coming back for all not just a dime;
Watch the clock tick into my reign on time.❤️❤️
Healed are the wounds though the scars remain,
Dried is the blood,
Numb is the pain;
Thrilled on the gain, it grew on me, as I listen to the silence pertain.
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