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Breathe No More

I’ve been walking in the mirror for so long,
That I’ve come to believe my soul’s on the other side.
All the little pieces falling shattered.
Shards of me too sharp to put back together.
Too small to matter,
But big enough to cut me in to so many little pieces if I try to touch her.

And I bleed. I bleed.
And I breathe. I breathe, no more

I take a breath and I try to turn off what my spirits will.
Yet how can you refuse to drink like a stubborn child.
Lie to me convince me that I’ve been sick forever.
And all of this will make sense when I get better.
But I know the difference between myself and my reflection.
I just can’t help but to wonder which of us do you love.

So I bleed. I bleed.
And I breathe.
I breathe no,
Bleed. I bleed.
And I breathe. I breathe. I breathe. I breathe, no more.


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