Broke Mirror

Do you remember when it was the turn of the millenium?

Back then looking in the mirror was a passing thought

then the mirror cracked

no longer happy to look at myself

or to look in your eyes

but you laid beside me

guided me from the night to the day

beginning to wonder what you wanted to really say

I know it's okay... to think, to feel

to understand, none of it was real

well this is a farewell

no more tears and no more pain

no more waiting, for the rain to go away

or to see the sky and see my sun

daughter, because she chases feet at the end of the bed

when she is really, just dead

so goodnight, you broke mirror. 

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