Staring at the walls
The man in the mirror isn't me anymore,
The man I'm searching for is already long gone.
I sit back in my chair,
Counting each wrinkle, here I sleep
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Oh but why dear oh dear
The ache of a shattered heart weighs,
breaking just like a piece of cold icicle,
The only thing that is left now is a bruise,
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