Mirror, Mirror, on the wall
Let’s start from the very top top
The tinted hair, you see
Is just to cover and to conceal
The truth behind it all
SPACE…
a distance,
a freedom from others,
an allowance to be,
a lonely place,
no doubt..
Out of the blue
It comes... Smiting
As it goes about
Its business
Bursting
And pouring calamities