I've been looking in the mirror for so long
That I've come to believe my soul's on the other side.
All the little pieces falling shatter:
Shards of me too sharp to put back together;
Too small to matter,
But big enough to cut me into so many little pieces.
If I try to touch her
And I bleed,
I bleed
And I breathe,
I breathe no more.
Take a breath and I try to
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