The Talk
The broken mirror hides the truth. The lies lay in the cracks. The mirrorshows a shattered youth. The cracks, they broke your back. I've never heard a sweeter sound. No song was braver sung. The words you told me shook the ground. The message, tears it brung. My silence comes out printed bold, My eyes are bright and starry. I can't tell you what the mirror holds, I love you, and I'm sorry.
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