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Mirror mirror on the wall
These words we heard when we were small
A story of a witch with a tainted heart
And a beauty from worlds apart
A story we see everyday
But this time it isn't evil's turn to fray
As good seems to fade away
And our best isn't enough to make it stay
Heavens no longer give a helping hand
Making the world perish as we stand
Sounds of barking hounds fill the air
Yet we do nothing but freeze and stare
Stare at what our actions have done
Grave enough not to be swept away by the sun
Tell me mirror, Is the fault our own?
Whoever hasn't sinned can throw the first stone
Have we reached the point where we sin without hesitation
Alas, we justified our eternal damnation
Mirror mirror on the wall
I wish I could once again be small

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