THE MIRROR
- LECTURAS 8
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- Partes 1
Mirror mirror on my wall,
i just wanted to be thin,pretty and tall.
mirror mirror,if i change my hair,
maybe someone will care ?
mirror mirror, if i starve my self,
atleast 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 ruining me .
for far too long it had watched her cry,
so mirror decided to reply.
"what you think you see?"it isn't true.
this misery is found inside of you.
don't lock yourself in a broken soul,
or i promise you one day, you will lose all control =)
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