Mirror Mirror on the Wall
Mirror Mirror On the Wall
Show me the face that holds all the pain
That has once seen it all
The face that knows all the ways of bane
Show me this face
This face that the sun competes with to shine
This face that grows at such a quick pace
Show me this face that is all mine
What I have to live with
A face that I accept
A face that even holds more beauty than a monolith
A face that I have kept
I love my looks
I will not change
With this face thou shall desire me like the food from cooks
However strange
I love my looks
So show me
mirror
This face I love
This face that I accept
Show me this face
My face
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