The mirror is cracked
The mirror is broken
I bashed it with my head
My head is broken
The mirror is cracked
The mirror is broken
Just like my wall
Just like my soul
The shards are falling
On the ground
They pierce though my skin
And through my heart that I'm faking
Through the broken glass
I see myself
Or what's left of me
I'm a monster with broken dreams
The mirror is cracked
The mirror is broken
I bashed it with my head
My head is broken
The mirror is cracked
The mirror is broken
Just like my wall
Just like my soul
I cut myself open
With the shards
Running through my veins
To show the rotting body inside
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Depraved Lullabies
Poesíathe thing he'd die for he dies by These are the depraved lullabies from my dreams. - this poetry collection is featured on @StoriesUndiscovered! READ AT OWN RISK CONTAINS TRIGGER WARNING TOPICS
