Mirror, mirror.

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Mirror, mirror, on my wall,
I just want to be thin, pretty and tall
Mirror, mirror, if I change my hair,
maybe someone will start to care?
Mirror, mirror, if I starve myself,
at least I'll be beautiful, forget my health.
Mirror, mirror, if I cut my wrist,
will I feel like I exist?
Mirror, mirror, don't you see?
What you show, is killing me.

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