I saw her when she was crying
Her small pink nose and her grey eyes
Who is she?
Like a rose petal lost in the cold world
That girl in the broken mirror
Every glass falls, every second she dies
But clueless
I just continue to see her, that made the crying harder
Now she is just hanging by with one more glass
As I turn my heels to walk away
She screams, "I love you!"
I turn around and that one more glass is now on the floor
The girl in the broken mirror
Is no more
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