Mirrored Stranger

I look in my mirror, this stranger I see
Who is he that stares back at me
A familiar face but those eyes they pierce
They burn, they stare so fiery fierce

I fear what I have become
A stranger in my skin that’s numb
My heart I once thought pure
How different am I to a whore

I am darkness once thought bright
My soul yearns to be free of its night
Once broken, twice shattered
Can I break these chains that fetter

Who am I that stares back at me
Who am I that stares back at me

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