Mirror, mirror on the wall show me how
To reveal my true affections to him.
I am no princess, but I do know now
That I'm in a palace when I'm with him.
Mirror, mirror on the wall show me how
To pass through this upside-down life.
Teach me how to dance, to curtsy, and bow,
Because I am putting down this here knife.
Mirror, mirror on the wall show me how
To play this one game so that I may win.
After so much pain, I know that I shall
Attempt to repent for my hateful sins.
Yes, this is supposed to be romantic,
Mirror, don't say that this is pathetic.
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For Those in Pain
PoetryEverybody hurts at one time or another. Life is filled with pain and sorrow. It is the darkness that clouds our minds, and attacks our hearts. Sometimes, the pain can not be adequately expressed in words. But we try to find the words to explain ours...
