All my Life I've seen
Beauty I thought
Would always last
Now I know the Truth
Mirror Mirror on the wall
The image I see
Reflects my Fall
I'm Broken and Torn
Pleasures of Sin
Are good for a season
Lustful desires
Are the reason
The man staring me
In the eyes
I don't wanna look
At him anymore
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