Mirror, Mirror

mirror, mirror on the wall

let the image i see fall

let me see what's underneath

hidden beside by insecurities

let me be mended, restored, repaired

rid me of despair; even if it strips me bare.

Now Whenever I Pass By,

You'll See A Twinkle In My Eye.

I'm Not Afraid To Look At You

Or Ashamed Of What I've Been Through

Mirror, Mirror, Set Me Free. 

Mirror, Mirror, Look At ME

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