No. 001- broken mirrors

walking through the dark just hoping i’ll see you soon

haven’t seen you since the middle of june

winter is coming and now im feeling so blue

lost my way around the world looking just for you

everything was shattered by my icy paranoias

like knives cutting into your flesh and bone

i didn’t think this would be our metanoia

causing you to be alone

but it still feels like we’re whole 

looking into the fragments of your broken mirror

reflections of your tragedies, and i’m seeing you splinter

having all your pieces here, in my hands made out of gold

pieces of you on the floor, and i’m wiping your tears, our blood runs cold

having all your pieces here, even when your beaten and feeling defeated

hoping that i won’t be alone, and i’m placing your pieces wherever it’s needed

i’m holding to the only pieces i have left of you

and finally listening to our fading tune

my late nights i’m staring at the silver moon

your broken mirrors haunting me in my room

everything was shattered by my icy paranoias

like knives cutting into your skin and bone

i didn’t think this would be our metanoia

causing you to be alone

and it still feels like we’re whole 

but i see it burning in your soul

looking into the fragments of your broken mirror

reflections of your tragedies, and i’m seeing you splinter

having all your pieces here, in my hands made out of gold

pieces of you on the floor, and i’m wiping your tears, our blood runs cold

having all your pieces here, when your beaten feeling defeated

hoping that i won’t be alone, and i’m placing your pieces wherever it’s needed

i’m standing in the dark, and i finally receded

and it still feels like we’re whole 

but i see it burning in your soul

and now i’m standing in the dark alone

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