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mirror thoughts
a dagger in the past
there's a stranger that I'm mad for
obey the heart at last
she looks deeply into my mind
and said there's no trace
she laughs at all of my dreams
sees the pain inside my face
there's a monster in my world
a liar in my bed
there's a women in this girl
gets into my head
he holds tightly onto my skin
feels not a bit of warmth
he disappears to another dream
waits again to shake my earth
heaven is a cultural waste
lost inside the fear
eyes are beyond soul in face
survived yet one more year
danger is within the fear
pain is never lone
survived yet one more year
doing it always alone
mirror mirror in the soul
what is it you see
when will I become the thing
you always show to me.
I don't know, and on and on I go.
© 1993 Cathe
Boudreau
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