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Reflection

Somebody one told me
That beauty was only
Skin deep
But they didn't know
What the mirror did to me
Nobody could me me
Stand away from the crowd
Had thousands of chances
Missed everyone that came around

You think
You might be messed up
But then
You gotta change your mind

Nobody can tell you who you are
The mirrors a mere suggestion
They don't difine who you are
Just gotta go
In the right direction
You can be what you want
No one can tell you otherwise
Otherwise
You'd just be
Another part of
The reflection




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