Mirror, Mirror.

by UnderAge Dying   Feb 3, 2006


Mirror, Mirror
On The Wall
Why Am I The
Ugliest Of Them All?

Mirror, Mirror
On The Wall
Why Are My
Cheeks Stained
With Smeared Mascara
And Sparkling Tears?

Mirror Mirror,
On The Wall
Why Do You Show
All This Fat
All My Imperfections

Mirror, Mirror
On The Wall
Why Is There
Raised Lines
All Over My Legs?

Mirror, Mirror
On The Wall
This Is The Last
Of Me.

I Don't Want You
Anymore
You Drove Me To
All Of This
To Mia*,
To Insanity
To A Deep Depression

Watch Me,
Mirror
As The Smile Fades
And The Blood Runs.

*wow. no comment for this one :( votes and comments GREATLY appreciated...thanks*

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  • 18 years ago

    by LonelyNightsHurt

    THAT ROCKS!!! LoNeLY. . . XxX

  • 18 years ago

    by Brittnee

    Deep...Interesting...But still awesome. keep up the good work, your a nature! :]

  • 18 years ago

    by Heather

    Wow! I don't really know what to say. It left me speechless. Don't let anybody bring you down you are beautiful no matter what!
    Keep up the Good work!
    ~Heather~

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