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Giving in to an Angel
She stands on stained tile
And stares at the shimmer
She touches it soft
It rejects and condemns her
And she looks at the glass
Crying and desperate
Weeps for redemption
She casts no reflection
She can't understand--
It sees the blood,
But not her hand
All she needs is one last chance
Can't she see her face again?
Will it show her skin so pale,
Her broken soul and body frail?
Can't it show her eyes that leak,
Silent down her sullen cheeks?
It's all she needs for her release
But mirrors never lie or cheat
And she knows that she did this
Fate came and she ran and hid
She shredded the page
And rewrote her script
Now she's the reason
The scale's been tipped
She gave in to an angel,
And the demon won
She offered her life--
Her reflection in blood
Still she looks upon the glass
Ecstatically, and she laughs
She's not here
She broke her path
Cries for redemption
She has no reflection
The mirror shatters
It doesn't matter
She's real, she swears
This isn't fair
So she looks upon the glass
Desperate, meek, without a breath
Laughing mad
She's non-existent
Weeping floods
She wants redemption
The shards cut deep
And she's too weak
She's real she swears--
But she's not there
