Mirror Image
I'm sitting here
Looking at me
Trying to figure out
What you can see
When I'm deep inside
My inner shell
Crying at all
That brought
You hell
Do you see
My heart release
These tears fall
Quicker than fast
I am going to need to
Build a raft
To escape my pain
With all it's mess
When can life
Give a rest
For hopefulness
Is a bumpy ride
To take a hand
For this stand
To bring them back
From a grave
That has been dug
For one so young
So come back please
I need you now
To stop this mirror
From cracking
On me.
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