the mirror knows how to shame me,

thorns upon my tongue.

backwards played our music,

too late the setting sun.

she's a princess in a ripped dress,

lost little baby doll.

got an angel for a witness,

lady-luck save us all.

heartstrings turn the pages,

spiders guard the door.

as he bangs on the birdcage,

and she cried out for more.

a baby breathed inside me,

i've grown inside out.

someone to catch these voices,

and fireflies,

blow them out.

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new favourite movie