There was a mirror
O, how fabulous it was
I would look at my reflection
To forget who I was
I'm sleeping in the fragments
Pricked and torn by glass
Crying crimson rivers
I never stood a chance
I can't save me from myself.
There was a rose bush
O, how red those roses bloomed
I'd stare at them for hours
Looking at the twilight dew
Now I take those razors
Those thorns upon the vine
And cut below the chin -
to save some time
Someone save me from myself.
There was a time
When I could look you in the eye
There was a time
I didn't fear to cry
I can't save me from myself.















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You are an excellent writer!
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That means a lot to me!
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Things will always get better!
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*lmao* You put my quote in your siggy!
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yesh I did!!!
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