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I see my face in that mirror.
It won't stop
Mocking me.
I tell it all my feelings.
I tell it all my thoughts.
I tell it to stop breaking.
I cann..
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Puddle of Paint
Puddle, oh puddle
Sits on the street,
Bring me more rain
From my head tomy feet.
Sing me a tune
Of a lover's kiss.
Fill a bea..
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