Gaze into my looking glass tell me what you see
Can you see the woman that is dying to be free?
Perhaps you see the devil with scaled dragon skin
My warden and protector
My enemy my friend.
Tell me does it shimmer the looking glass inside
Can you see the stars that all have burned into my eyes?
For darkness I have landed in searching for the sun
Until the day I learn to fly the darkness I become.
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