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I saw this mirror, I looked through itReflections looked most better than allCared too much, hating hatredSeeing things deformed and almost coldCrying sadly, shielding gladly my eyesFrom the ugly side of fat men seeing, almostThin men peeping, sleeping, looking, fallingDizzy from their windows highThe men of magic thinking if evilHe was bringing sunless childrenSeeing all the bad, 'Cos beauty was too uglyAnd faceless peopleWondered at the beautiful forms they hadNow the mirror's brokenI'm smiling, seeing good thingsYet despite foot splinters swirl in the airForever call him beautyChildren come at night timeWeird things blackening the fairest maiden's hair From Letras Mania