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[reflections]

i look in the mirror and open my eyes a little wider; it's the first time they are fully open. and when i look at her, i wonder who she is. she isn't a killer. she isn't a princess. and she used to have a chance, but now she doesn't any more.

November 21, 2002 - 2:34 am

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