Wicked lovely eyes
Staring down at my demise
I have no more cries
Bleeding out my life
With not a gun, not a knife
But with my past's strife
Wicked lovely tears
Reflected at me it peers
The end slowly nears
Me, Myself, and I
Alone with the mirror's cries
And my lone reply
Staring down at my demise
I have no more cries
Bleeding out my life
With not a gun, not a knife
But with my past's strife
Wicked lovely tears
Reflected at me it peers
The end slowly nears
Me, Myself, and I
Alone with the mirror's cries
And my lone reply
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