My Heart and Soul
You've torn asunder
Still yet, I bleed for you
Empty shell
Of what I was
Look what you made me do
Bright splashes of red
On walls once white;
My special gift to you
Like me
She came to curse the day
She fell in love with you
Through My Looking Glass...
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