Mirror, mirror within my mind Who speaks words that leaves me blind Mirror, mirror how can i find Such prejudice much greater than mine
Oh how is this world real With nothing little to feel
Cheer, cheer at how i lie I play victim, and so i cry Cheer, cheer at the fly the insect that matches my mind
Why do i hide Am i not of pride
Or this...
Box opens: Image, glass, doll, and ball The guide reads, \"sign with pen.\" Can\'t persist. How can\'t I?
I am lying. So i persist.
Special items are broken Though the doll can\'t view itself in glass Unknown to her beauty Picture is the only image of her I hope she understands Dread isn\'t always in the possessions.
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by the visual trap; doors of delusion.