I've been looking in the mirror for so long.
That I've come to believe my souls on the other side.
Oh the little pieces falling, shatter.
To sharp to put back together.
But big enough to cut me into so many little pieces.
I breathe no more.
Take a breath and I try to draw from my spirits well.
Yet again you refuse to drink like a stubborn child.
Convince me that I've been sick forever.
Will make sense when I get better.
Between myself and my reflection.
Which of us do you love.
I breathe now...
I breathe no more.
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