Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Why aren't I charming, thin or tall?
Why don't you show the perfect me,
The one everyone else pretends to be?
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Mirror, mirror standing there,
What's the point when you stop and stare?
When you point out all my flaws,
I always wonder when it'll be the final straw.
Mirror, mirror, can't you see?
What you show is killing me...
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