The mirror cracked,
The shadow screamed
The laughter died,
The green eyes did gleam.
Neither friend nor foe,
Can help one save his soul, no.
The war with the self
The mind is unsure.
You can't undo what's done,
The drama's just begun.
Reasons plenty to lie.
But from yourself, away can you shy?
There's a song in your head,
But the music is dead.
Only shadows screaming
And those green eyes gleaming.
You can't turn around and walk away.
You can't sit down and start to cry.
So you shut your eyes
And say it's over.
Knowing fully well, that the cloud of thought
still hovers.
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