There once was a woman who didn’t know how to love, her heart was broken and many swords struck down from above.
All she wanted was love. But all her beautiful shiny things and her lifestyle as independent and alone, which was the way she likes it as she would say.
Of course it was a lie, a mask she wears so they can’t see the tears beneath. She wanted to have her family back, all in one, she believed there was no way to bring back those precious times. Only if she could tell the truth, those who loved her would put past judgment away and show her kindness and compassion. Everyday she look into her magical mirror .
The mirror would show her what she wanted to see, beauty, glamour and always right, everyone who spoke was wrong . Slowly she started to break down piece by piece, picking up broken pieces of her flesh, she walked with an invisible chain tied to her glamour mirror.
She’s would never be free unless she could break the curse. To admit to her wrongs, and to be genuine with those that knew her. This is a story about vanity.
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All she wanted was love. But all her beautiful shiny things and her lifestyle as independent and alone, which was the way she likes it as she would say.
Of course it was a lie, a mask she wears so they can’t see the tears beneath. She wanted to have her family back, all in one, she believed there was no way to bring back those precious times. Only if she could tell the truth, those who loved her would put past judgment away and show her kindness and compassion. Everyday she look into her magical mirror .
The mirror would show her what she wanted to see, beauty, glamour and always right, everyone who spoke was wrong . Slowly she started to break down piece by piece, picking up broken pieces of her flesh, she walked with an invisible chain tied to her glamour mirror.
She’s would never be free unless she could break the curse. To admit to her wrongs, and to be genuine with those that knew her. This is a story about vanity.