Mirror mirror on the wall
Who's the saddest of them all?
Who's the one everyone loathes?
The one who looks horrible in all clothes
She is the one who can not smile
Getting to know her isn't worthwhile
She hides in the pitch black shadows
Trying to ignore the awaiting social hallows
She screams and cries, like a child
The look in her red eyes is rather wild
Oh mirror mirror, who is she?
Oh mirror mirror, it must be me.
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They will be missed
PoetrySome die Some starve Some cry Most cut And they will be missed Some are alone Some are lost in a crowd Some yell out and moan Most do not voice their troubles aloud And they will be missed #1 Poetry #2 Random
