Mirror, Mirror

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by Nokima

by Nokima

Mirror, Mirror on the wall

Who's the saddest of them all?

Is it the the man taking his last breath

Or the woman with a bloody hole

Gaping through her chest?

Mirror, Mirror on the wall

Who shall answer Death's call?

Is it the boy on the hospital bed

Or the girl with a bullet hole in her head?

Mirror, Mirror on the wall

Who is the happiest of them all?

Ah yes, there they are

They have come very far.

Them, yes

I shall take them for my own.

Too late now, the words have already rolled off my tongue,

The last song has been sung,

Tragedy really,

How I always make the good ones die young.