Betray me again,
Why don’t you mirror?
Magic flows through your brittle skin
And yet you lie to me, make my mind spin
To dispose you away,
I hear my mother say
You are nothing special
Just another fake
When I ask you the question I’ve always had
You look at me, with your face square and sad
No sparks I see, no transformations I witness
I see pure lies, a bestowed sickness
Mirror Mirror who is the fairest of them all?
I ask you with a interrogative projection
You show me nothing new
Just a plain old reflection.
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