the mirror
The interminable, the mirror, The ferociousness, the nearer You are, the worse the condition The sacrifice, the sabotage The only mission Worth missing But showed up like a soldier in war Always the journeys in your car Held back the bitterness and aided the kissing. But the windows were tinted with this reminiscing... The undetectable, and the broken It was never words, roughly spoken That decided upon our fates I was the lamb, you were the sycthe I was the shovel, you were the spade And you dug the trenches to keep us safe I just filled the holes back up again I thought i was helping the cause But I was just the cause of the pain And down came the rain And I finally felt like me again.
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