Mirror, mirror
You make attention free and unpaid
These eyes, on you, are willingly laid
Giving people a moment to stay.
Mirror, mirror
By name you are always calling me
I turned around in cotton green tee
You showed me things I don't want to see.
Mirror, mirror
You've been faulty and wonky lately
Showed me sights of insecurity
And a pair of thin arms but heavy.
Mirror, mirror
I'm staring at a Tim Burton film
In 'The Masque of the Red Death'-like scene
And a grim figure with eyes so dim.
Mirror, mirror
In deep sigh and deeper exhaustion
You gave me same view every season
Showing me growth of all my demons.
Mirror, mirror
I know you serve reflections for free
But take away all the bad I plea
And let me see what I want to see.
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just a human being with feelings and the ability to turn them to words. sounds like magic, sometimes tragic but always classic.
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