Mirror Mirror
Mirror mirror of metalic glass. Why must you show me that ugly ass. Those eyes so empty of peace or grace. Why must you show me this ugly face. This pale skin so frail and so bare. Why must you show me this ugly blonde hair. Mirror mirror on the door don't show me this uglyness anymore. This ugly body and this ugly soul are slowly loosing grip on control. So kill me now and kill me quick. And with your knife, please don't slip. This ugly shape will cease to be as you slowly and brutally murder me. Written January 19th, 2002 © on Jan 19 2002 11:11 AM PST 18 • 0 • 10
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"Mirror mirror..."