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A broken reflection
A picture means nothing
When the image in my head is all I see
A portrait of loathing
A painting of insecurity
I've burned the image a thousand times
To destroy the site of myself
But it left a branded mark behind
Reminding me I’m far from well
(Far from well)
Now I stand strong but fragile
Like clay pulled from the kiln
Face to face with what I fear
Reflection from a twisted mirror
Where every flaw is brought to light
And all that shines is left behind
A broken reflection
Engrained with permanence
Like a statue standing tall (standing tall)
But the frailty of a mere sketch
Constantly set to rise and fall
Depicting distortion
Seen through an old warped film
Now I stand strong but fragile
Like clay pulled from the kiln
Interpreting the madness
And cleansing the palette to bring
Bring me face to face with what I fear
Reflection from a twisted mirror
Where every flaw is brought to light
And all that shines is left behind
Will I ever be content with what I see?
(Will I ever be content with what I see?)
Or will my greatest oppressor (my greatest oppressor)
Always be me?
Shattered
Engrained with permanence
(Engrained with permanence)
Like a statue standing tall
But the frailty of a sketch
Set to constantly rise and fall
Though charred by the demolition
A new image begins to appear
Just like the one I'd destroyed
Re-embraced by fear
Face to face with what I fear
Reflection from a twisted mirror
Where every flaw is brought to light
And all that shines is left behind
Reflection
Reflection
Bring me back
Interpreting the madness
And cleansing the palette to bring
Bring me back from this hell
Shattered
Shattered
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