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Reflections
Reflections of wat once was
Shattered in to a million pieces
Ghostly hauntings of wat could have been
Eludes my present
Shards of memories scattered on the floor
Unable to pick them up
For the edges carves into my flesh
Blood dripping from the opened wounds
Who can heal me I start to scream
Who can heal a broken heart
Lying in-between shards of glass?
