Into the looking glass she goes
no longer seeing someone she knows
A stranger staring back at her
emotions prickling like a burr
She stabs away the happiness, the mad
along goes the joyful, the glad
Soon follows the fear, the sad
away all the emotions she had
She stabs yet again to take it all away
the love, the hatred, everything good, everything bad
Left behind is a shell that had been filled
with desires, dreams, wants, needs
never to be fulfilled
One final stab takes away the pain
never to hate, never to love again
She has become a perfect statue of cold
not filled with the longing of old
Bitterness, sorrow, joys washed away
standing there naked by night and by day
There is nothing in the marble girl now
some stand and wonder "how?"
She once stood in front of this glass
shattered, broken, always last
Raising her head with pride and dignity
forward she moved unshackled and free
With one final step she made her move
into the looking glass, forever removed
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