Alone
I am not alone ,
for the voice in my head has grown.
clawaing the back of my head ,
with its peircing screeching ; wishing me to be dead.
I am not alone
for the man in the Mirror has come to show
all do find love , even those who talk to a headstone.
mirror man tell me, do you think im as fair as snow ?
I am not alone
for the voice in my head has vanished
and the mirror man has shown me to boast.
Mirror man tell me , do you think snow should be banished ?
I am not alone
for the Mirror man has shown me to deal with death
snow has left me to talk alone ,
I shall take her last breath.
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