Mirror Mirror Mirror mirror on the wall Mirror mirror on the wall Mirror mirror on the wall
Why can't I look at you at all
Why can't I bear to see what you reflect
Why what you hold makes me yearn for death
Wish you could make me slim and tall
Wish you could change my ugly face
Take away everything that makes me less than the rest
I can't take this anymore
As mirror mirror you smash on the floor
From your hold I am released
As my wrists are cut by the pieces that fall
Christopher Wellbelove
1 September 2007
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