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Age 9) Mirror Mirror, on the wall, am I as fair as them all? Not now not ever. (Age 11) Mirror, Mirror, in my hand, why did that man have to die? Only because you loved him. (Age 12) Bully, Bully, In the hall, what did I do to deserve to fall? You where born (Age 13) Thing, Thing, inside my head, Why do fill my heart with dread? Because they want you dead.
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Oct 11, 2018
Oct 11, 2018 at 9:59 AM UTC
Mirror Mirror
Age 9) Mirror Mirror, on the wall, am I as fair as them all? Not now not ever. (Age 11) Mirror, Mirror, in my hand, why did that man have to die? Only because you loved him. (Age 12) Bully, Bully, In the hall, what did I do to deserve to fall? You where born (Age 13) Thing, Thing, inside my head, Why do fill my heart with dread? Because they want you dead.
I wrote this when I was 13, so It's not the best I've ever written...
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Oct 11, 2018
Oct 11, 2018 at 9:59 AM UTC
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