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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: July 25, 2016

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Submitted: July 25, 2016



this mirror tends to make me see what i never wanted,

i throw a rock at it ,the glass breaks with my life in my hand trying not to drop it,

this blood drips with my tears as they both become a mixture,

on the floor i crash with this unescapable picture,

its my relfection from this broken glass peice that bleeds within my hand,

i begin to drownd in my tears the more i begin to stand,

because time cant cure the pain that remains,

when the reality of this situation will always be the same,

when my mind and my heart speak to diffrent conclusions,

i begin to crash again because there are no true solutions,

its too hard to sit there bewitherd in these tears,

lost within the moment yet lost with these years,

i sit here looking for a better future still stuck in the past,

tyring to wipe the tears, yet trying not to crash.

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