Cracked

Cracked mirror hanging on the wall

My beauty just as broken

A mangled heart to go along

And words that remain unspoken

 

With scars that crisscross into the unknown

My reflection my only friend

Look away as the tears fall

I already know the coming end

 

Pain that circles from oblivion

and with nothing more than that

I can't hold myself to my promises

I can't let go of the past

 

My weakness is a gripping fist

Iron in it's might and glory

Ripping me from the memories

Forcing me from my story

 

I wish upon the lovely moon

and sit beneath the lonesome star

I hope and love and dream

that someday I'll find out where you are

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