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Each and every little carefully scrawled characterWritten out in black ink, oh-so delicatelyReveals a little bit more than what's thereReveals a little bit more than what I amSo what are you looking for?Because with time I've found That I am in this on my ownYou once hoped to fightBut now it's killing youSearching for truth by your bedroom doorPiecing me togetherFrom the shards of what I once wasWhen you look at me, what do you see?Some broken image? A prefabricated ideal?Truth is, I'm not what I am, not who I amI'm only what I will beSo what are you looking for?Break this mirrorLet it fall to piecesBreak this mirrorTo see from all anglesDo I wear you down? From Letras Mania