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Caught Myself

Contributed by Alexa_Bachtel on Wednesday, 21st October 2009 @ 10:39:28 AM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

The broken mirror, glasses on the floor,
Blood on my hands, scars on my soul,
As I just broke down my own reflection.
It's too little too bad, an absurd situation,
I'm outta my mind, but I gotta catch myself
For things that happened never repeat again.

I made a big mistake, and I see it clear,
Gave my all and got burned, my dear,
I've done enough to come to hate myself,
For losing it all and never being the same again.

I know, this love will not repeat again,
Broken up inside, I gotta catch myself,
I hate myself for the things I didn't say,
For losing you forever and drowning my soul in pain.

Who was that girl in the broken mirror?
I guess, the one who you wanted me to be
I broke her up, and now the picture getting clearer:
That girl as I see in pieces was real me.
Tell me how I could become a girl like that
Able to betray, able to break my lover's heart?

I made a big mistake, and I see it clear,
Gave my all and got burned, my dear,
I've done enough to come to hate myself,
For losing it all and never being the same again.

I know, this love will not repeat again,
Broken up inside, I gotta catch myself,
I hate myself for the things I didn't say,
For losing you forever and drowning my soul in pain.

How could it happen to me?
I've never been a girl like this.
Aspiration to be strong made me selfish,
Ruined my soul, but now I caught myself.

I made a big mistake, and I see it clear,
Gave my all and got burned, my dear,
I've done enough to come to hate myself,
For losing it all and never being the same again.

I know, this love will not repeat again,
Broken up inside, I gotta catch myself,
I hate myself for the things I didn't say,
For losing you forever and drowning my soul in pain.

Probably, Judas - that's my second name...

Copyright © Alexa_Bachtel ... [ 2009-10-21 10:39:28]
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