Magic mirror on the wall,
Who’s the fairest of them all?
I bet I’m not even two or three
I’m clumsy and graceless
Sometimes I think I’d be better off faceless
I see all this with my own eyes
Magic mirror, help me please
So that I may be with ease
The me in the mirror,
I hate her, she’s ugly
She looks like a witch
The face in the mirror
Should go die in a ditch
Help to make a better me
With mascara and glitter
Erase the face that makes my flush
So with cover up and lipstick
I’ll need a whole case
I swap the thing with a painted on face
Magic mirror I demand,
who’s the fairest in the land?
Yes, it’s this woman with flawless demeanor
The woman’s face is defect free
But know what? It isn’t me
Not my nose, not my lace
So I wash off her mask, her painted on face
And that’s not something I should put on a shelf
Magic mirror, shine no more
Shatter now upon the floor
I look upon your shattered glass
And see my face, the one that lasts
And your shards shine like ice
Magic mirror, thanks a lot
But I’m okay with what I’ve got
And some might think your end is tragic
Would you like to hear a secret?
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Book / Horror
Poem / Poetry
Miscellaneous / Humor
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