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The Mirror
written by The-Angelic-Lerena01:57 AM 12/13/04I look into the mirror
But when I do I see nothing
Than finally the lights shine bright
Than I see the burning flames
The mirror's glass burned my finger
I gasped for air and later I was awakened
The mirror had fallen before me
I had suffered long before now
Yet I still feel the need to continue this mourn
My death draws near as I carry my blade
My cuts burn with anger as I take it from there
Where were you before I bled
and My cuts began to burn, now I cry
But no one hears my demonic side
Slowly it reveals my darkness hid beneath all my fears
If I had a chance to live a day longer
I'd change all of my sins... |
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