broken mirror

if i were to tell you
what love has done to me
would there still be room
for me as i lay my life upon the page
pray you my soul to keep
would it be too much
to ask for empathy?

i have been a fool a warrior and a queen
now i’m just a mirror of glory and of shame

and you are no stranger
to love my friend
knowing birth is painful
in life or in death
so if i bare the wound
at the centre of the heart
could i trust you to touch the truth
and let the healing start?

i have been a fool a warrior and a queen
now i’m a broken mirror of glory and of shame

blinded by the light
by visions that i’ve seen
now i’m in need of comfort
rose thorns have made me bleed
rose thorns have made me bleed

i have been a fool a warrior and a queen
now i’m just a mirror of glory and of shame
now i’m a broken mirror i’m a broken mirror
now i’m a broken record i’m a broken record

© sylvi & see through publishing 1996 (socan)

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