A Mirror Facing A Mirror Facing A Mirror
First Refrain
She walks in
Strides across the room
All eyes are on her
Burrowing into her skull
Speak?
But w~ho- shall speak?
Voice is gone in her presence
Two waves, that crash
Cancel one another out
Nothing occurs
There is silence
The room is serene
Both the monster and the puppet at peace
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…
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She leaves
Chaos falls , a butcher knife
A child, screams in the distance
A-ba~n-done-d
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"You make me feel real brave."
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Too... bad... She is already gone.
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