Mirror, mirror on the wall
The scariest monster is all I can see after all
Whispers can be heard as I sleep
Voices scream as I shake and weep
Monsters, monsters under my bed
Now lives inside my head
Voices, voices inside my head
Screams with agony as I bleed to death
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Fragmented
PoesíaShe was once a whole A beautiful piece That once builds a home But now she's a broken masterpiece ----------------------------------------------------------------------- I'm still a working progress just like this book I hope you'll understand if I...
