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Reflected Glass looking in the mirror , I decay a bit each day Eyes grow weary, eyes grow dark they tell a story, whispered soft and aging a day, i start to fade away you say i've grown, you say i never changed but each word you say, you say alone looking in the mirror each day, i fall a bit more the girl turns away, she vanishes more each time but sometimes i remember her, fleeting as she was and you say i haven't changed oh but you say i've changed so much and each day i see the image fade just a little at a time, the darkness shows through more each day behind the cracked and shattered glass and each day i look, the image fractures more but oh you say i haven't changed but i know the truth and look away each day i face decay, slowly fading away sometimes the reflection is a stranger but looking twice i see parts of me and you say i haven't changed but oh you've said i'm not me looking in the mirror, the reflection has gone... [ Go Back ] |