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Why hello there, Gorgeous.
Sincerity:

Crystal clear incision.
I can see your lip-prints reflected,
Breaking promises through the mirror-world.
And everything still feels surreal:
Welcome to your destiny.

Fingertip to fingertip.
Don't you dare to blink an eye,
Cold... uninviting, but your heart still pounds.
And the oblique suicide note states:
"I can't live up to myself."

Go ahead and deride.
But mockery is to be detested,
We both know you'll insist you're use to it - inane
Blamed on being rendered breathless,
Count seconds until suffocation.

Keep up your masquerade.
You're still searching for perfection,
But just another glance through the looking glass.
Perusal -- Your whole world will shatter.
And when reality fogs away...

Revealed:
This is goodbye, my only love.