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Mirror of Lies


I really don't know why she bring up excuses from the fact that she mistreats herself 

I wish she could see the beauty i see on her eyes 

With so many lies

She is blind, trying to find the perfect guy

Going around every corner finding a litle bit of love, excuse the example

Can't she see she is beautiful as the beach? Strong as the waves?

Can't she see she is covering up her personality to look perfect 

When there is no perfection 

Can't she hear that I'm yelling out loud

Trying to get a hold of her hand, While she falls in the arms of pain

I can see her tears, I can smell her fears, I can see her desperation growing over the years 

I see she is killing herself  while the mirror laughs at her

I've seen a beautiful flower cutting off her roots

The voices inside of her head i can hear 

I read her like an open book

Chaptyer full of defect and imperfections

Yet I love reading her stories

With those beautiful she curses her life 

With those amazing eyes she sees darkness

Her treasure is any man's pleasure 

Her heart is the one I talk about... 

 

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