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Reflections Of A Broken Soul

I fooled myself again

Trusting an illusion

Of what I thought to be

Never ceasing love

I burned myself again

Leaving scars that never heal

Becoming cynical

To this thing called love

Look into my mind

Fragments of what I desired

In this state I cry

Father please won't you show me

Show me how

To stop it now

Cleanse my mind

Help me find


My soul is an open wound

Filled with salt of sadness

Was this my destiny

To be left alone

I nurse my misery

Leave no room for anyone

Still I am cynical

To this thing called love

A pale reflection

Of a broken soul

Slips through these eyes

Full of tears

Emotional blackout

I cannot trust my own feelings

My sorrow eats me up inside

Learn from mistakes

See what it takes

My feelings fail

Your love remains


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