There once was a boy
who found a broken mirror.
The mirror
came to life,
and ate him slowly.
Vanity’s rotting soul was set free.
The boy was trapped in lies.
The boy’s words,
his actions,
captured by Lucifer.
His soul was eaten whole.
All that was left was a hollow
corpse,
roaming the earth,
hating himself,
and all those around him.
If only the boy
hadn’t believed the mirror,
he would have become self-made,
not a shattered dream.
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