Rearranging pieces of my shattered face to try and make what looks like a human again
But my shaking hands are creating imperfect forms and I think I'm looking worse than never before
I feel like I've been lost in a mirror maze, a haunting reminder of how I see me
When I catch myself doing the same things over and over and over again
Again
Again
But my shaking hands are creating imperfect forms and I think I'm looking worse than never before
I feel like I've been lost in a mirror maze, a haunting reminder of how I see me
When I catch myself doing the same things over and over and over again
Again
Again
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