11 november 2011
Mirror, Mirror
Mirror, mirror
That I see
Show me what I wish to be.
A world not dark,
Just full of hope
A place where people,
Would love to go
Mirror, mirror
That I see
Show me what I want to be
A place where love,
Is everywhere.
The love that people
Wish to share.
Mirror, mirror
That I see
Show me what I need to see
A place where life,
We would enjoy.
A place where all,
Won’t be destroyed.
Mirror, mirror
That I see
Show me what I really see.
A world that’s dark
And full of hate.
A place where all
We see are mistakes.
Mirror, mirror
That I see
Show me what I’m going to see
Everything is black,
It’s all condemned.
The road that takes us
To our end.
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