Every mirror tells a tale,
My mirror is a memory I do not wish to tell
Eery reflection has a story yet to be told,
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And should i not wake do not greave,
For the crimson red upon my sleave
Is there not because of some mistake,
The tear in my armour is not as bad,
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It came from her but within myself too,
She gave me that quiet confidence boost,
Just simple words and the odd I love you,
But that smile, it made up for the most,
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I murdered a couple more today.
No one can see me, trace my DNA,
Not a soul yet has figured out how to end my killing spree.
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I would give you the universe and all its swirls of mystery,
capture up the planets and all that vast majestic beauty,
but they are nothing i can afford, being a poor man, me,
instead all i can give is my battered and bloody heart of love,
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i leave a mark on the world cus it left one on me,
im no longer a boy, a man to be,
Teenage years squandered on living,
A life i dont wish to live,
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tender feet do follow the path,
of decisions choice and the aftermath,
we stumble through life, on collision course,
following the river, right from source,
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Death is subtle in his deception,
I thought he was coming...
he disappoints,
Yet again the attempt fails,
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A wish, a dream, an epiphany or thought,
Create the dream, let it be sought,
Make the wish true, free your mind,
You never know what you might find,
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Upon making new friends,
you tend to forget, the ones upon you depend,
Those old ones who have always been there,
All those combined memories that you share,
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