There's a shattered mirror hiding in the grass
No need to worry
The mirror has no glass

I pace across the view
Looking into my mirror reflection
Seeing you

It's broken and pained
Daises rising through the sun
Growing for spring to come

Cannot look anymore into the broken view
Always seeking to come back to you
Where our love may blossom and shine
Where you and I will make time. 

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