Broken
And again
I have to pick up the pieces
The broken mirror
the only reflection
A life scattered to pieces
A life lived
A life broken
This is where I give up
This is where trust takes you
This is what love does to you
The mirror reflects only
pain, tears, love, falling
And breaking
The brokenness will stay
But who cares anyways?
You just have to keep breathing
So go on, hurt yourself
Make it bleed
Draw a pic with red lines
Transfer the pain
so you would die
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