Circularity

May 26, 2009
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Like a ghost in the mirror,
He said break my heart of glass,
This is the silent movie of my life in pieces,
The spattering of the silver screen,
The lost fragment of a childhood dream
The silence stretched on forever

Behind the glass,
He stared, with only hope in his eyes,
Whispered the sweetest lullabys
And i faded out,
The lullabys began to melt
I never knew how i really felt,
Like a ghost in the mirror or there abouts





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