Girl in the mirror, mascara rivers run,

you paint tomorrow’s sunrise with yesterday’s gun.

Crown of broken headphones, heartbeats out of tune,

still dance on the shards—silver dust of the moon.

They whisper “too loud,” you laugh in thunder,

turn every scar into sparkling wonder.

Lift your reflection, kiss the glass goodbye:

you’re the storm and the rainbow, the question and why.

在潮汐呼吸的裂隙里，

我把心跳折成紙船，

放進你名字的浪——

一秒即一生，

一生不過一聲鯨歌。

讓未完成的吻，

在倒數(shù)的星光里學會燃燒；

當黎明像舊唱片旋轉，

我們?nèi)韵鄵碇翛]，

把永恒，

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Girl in the mirror, blink twice, you’re a star,

sparkle in your veins, louder than the car outside.

Crop-top crown, ponytail throne,

own the hallway like a runway zone.

Haters throw shade, you throw it right back,

glossy lips singing “no time for that.”

Dance break in the bathroom tile,

every twirl got Silento smile.

Snap the filter, but your glow’s inside,

heartbeat bass, let the mirror confide:

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