Solid glass, perfect reflection. No imperfections, maybe a little deception.
Bullet to glass, fourth time battered. The truth revealed, perfect reflection shattered
Splinters in fingers, shards deep in the soul. Removed one by one, but can never be whole.
Solid glass, perfect mess. Trying to pass loves biggest test.
Shattered mirror we have a bond. Irreplaceable, cannot move on
Try as you might the cracks are still there, once given strength but left despair
Perfection is our biggest deception.
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