Reflection Through Glass
He stole my mirror
He ran with my reflection
and called it his own
Watched it every night
The first thing in the morning
he looked straight into it
He studied me so hard
but he never looked
beyond my reflection
I was his security blanket
He saw me through the looking glass
but now he can't
the mirror broke into one thousand pieces
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