On The Wall, by [c a s a n d r a]
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And there she is again
This girl that lingers there
She walks until she sees it
Then stops and just stares
Unpleased with who she sees
I can see it in her eyes
They scream sorrow, regret,
Secrets, and lies
I stare in curiosity
Into the windows of her soul
Her eyes connect with mine
As they have long ago
Who is she?
As I look into my own eyes
...It's me...
I'm slowly dying inside...
We both look away
And I can feel myself fall
Into my mirror, mirror
On the wall |
Posted: 2006-09-14 13:56:53 UTC |
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