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A fragile mirror has been drawn across

The deep green of my eyes

Broken glass lay shattered

Loved by all their lies

The radiance, a perfect picture

Now hast fell away

The fading candle on the mantle

Draws me from the fray

The rusted hilt

The blade of malice

You've drawn now from behind

A simple smirk lay locked in time

A simple end it doesn't now bind

The broken glass, it feels so cold

As on it I fall

An ironic sigh

I don't wonder why

My fragile mirror

I feel it's call