Mirror, my mirror, you stole my heart and eyes

You do have my all, except for my voice

You make my heart throb millions in size 

Our love is a story; Your image is my glory

You make me feel as cherubic as a cory

Tell me how I look tonight, as fair as ivory?

You and me, in an arcane orchard, by the coast,

where our souls are unwoven, we shall raise a toast

I shall eternally dote on you the most

You are my snow on a summer day like a dove

Your panache bought me boutonnières from above

You're me, I'm you, darling, whom I shall only love 

At last, they see the flip of a coin, one side whole, the other destroyed

The mirror I loved is cracked and shattered

my mind is corrupt and hope is gone

I flip and flip yet only get burned

Is that what we amount to?

the chance we fall,

live with love no more,

Blacker than the darkest sea,

nights so bleak 

my heart feels weak

and so I turn to walk alone

flip my coin with an anger-filled tone

as the doves have died 

and I died with them

No matter the day I live with my hate, I blame you, I blame you

I blame you for breaking my light and leaving me in the snowless night