Mirror, mirror, on my wall,
The image I see is not true at all.
Big, innocent eyes?
They’re full of lies.
Her smile is too kind,
It must have an evil mind.
And her baby soft cheeks
A trick so you think she’s weak.
Because that 20 year old face
Hides a disgrace:
Did you know, mirror on my wall,
She abandoned her family
To have her own life and be happy?
So tell me, Mirror; mirror on my wall,
Why do you reflect her such a pretty doll?
Monday, February 12, 2007
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