PoetPhilosopher
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Down, down, down into the darkness of the love spell,
Gently it goes - the incessant, the ceaseless, the true.
One afternoon I said to myself,
"Why aren't my aesthetics greater?"
Now trained they are,
And gets me wondering if my spell will do.
Are you upset by how soft and youthful I look?
Does it tear you apart to see my shine?
Mirror, mirror,
It is ethical.
I cast this spell on myself.
Self-confidence is mine.
Down, down, down into the darkness of the love spell,
Gently it goes - the incessant, the ceaseless, the true.
One afternoon I said to myself,
"Why aren't my aesthetics greater?"
Now trained they are,
And gets me wondering if my spell will do.
Are you upset by how soft and youthful I look?
Does it tear you apart to see my shine?
Mirror, mirror,
It is ethical.
I cast this spell on myself.
Self-confidence is mine.