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Sep 2013
it shows me a girl
a girl i don't recognize
a girl whose never happy with her appearance
a girl who never fully smiles anymore
because of the things it shows her
it shows her, her deepest flaws
it shatters her whole
until all that remains
is a hollow shell
a shell of her former self
because of the things she sees
mirror mirror, on the wall
cant you see
that you're breaking her inside
mirror mirror, on the wall
can't you see shes fading now
mirror mirror, on the wall
how i wish you'd make her laugh
how i wish she'd form a perfect curve
on her face
because she is beautiful
oh mirror mirror, on the wall
she is dead now
because the things she saw
mirror mirror, on the floor
sorry i smashed you into tiny pieces
but thats what you did to me.
mels
Written by
mels  england.
(england.)   
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