‘Mirror, mirror on the wall
Who is the fairest of us
all?’
When
she shared her pearls, that
Had
cost her all she had: her life
They
loved them much, but must
For
their own skin’s sake, steal them
Or,
put them down – not a split
Second’s
look in the secret mirror
Within
them, would they brave,
To
show them their own reality;
But
they blinded themselves
Thinking
themselves beautiful
And
didn’t see – but wrote and
Sent
her their lovely comments
That
only pierced and stung her more
And
took away her thorny crown
Hating
her without a cause.
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