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“Just stand under the neon lights, and you will feel like a star”

Mirror Mirror

“Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Who’s the prettiest flower of them all?”
The dried out husk of a once luscious flower the mirror asked

The mirror looked bored and tired of always hearing the same old question
Looking back into the shriveling plant, it responded
“Do you want to hear the truth, or just some more lies?”

Without as much of a thought, the plant responded
“Tell me lies, tell me sweet little lies.
After all, those are the ones I want to hear.”

The mirror responded in frustration, but still, who was it to argue
“Fine: you are the prettiest of the all!
No die already and leave me alone!”