Once beautiful and young
She blossomed with flowers of kindness
but all of that withered in a second after she faced the Enchantress

Her Mira stolen from her
and she is left with nothing but her face
A piece of her identity

She sprays and concocts her face with different liquids and powders
trying to save her aging self
But once again
Another thing is stolen from her
her age withers away in a second
She has stuck alone only with her mirror

Her heart is wrenched out of her body
and now is next to her
She has no heartbeat but still lives
pumps mechanically in her mind

She next second of her life
She is stuck in a mirror
trapped in her identity
trapped forever
The mirror shatters on the floor and she loses her identity
She is beautiful again in a second
She is young again in a flash
Her heart is sewn into her heart and she feels the rhythmic beat of her heart in her chest

She says this is home
Home of her lost identity
the Evil Queen is different
She found her true identity:
her young childhood full of life