Broken Mirror - Bygone Era
Side A Feat. Goddess Nikey
My
self-image is just as murky as a reflection in a worn old mirror.
Broken and weathered by time's toll. There's a weight upon me. I will
carry it eternally, even as the world dies and the ground below me falls
away. At this moment, I wish to come to terms with it. My dull
reflection carries it, too.
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