It feels like I've got
so many little pieces
of broken mirror
instead of my skin
Nothing was like I've thought
the world just teases
it's a sourse of terror
which is reflected in
me
It feels like I've got
my wings painted with blood
taken from your eyes
I am reflecting it
Nothing was like I've thought
my name which I forgot
becoming your lie
I am reflecting it
in me
Monday, July 13, 2009
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