playworld

"mirror, mirror, heart of black, can you see the things i lack?
i suffer silent, still and cold; thinking of things of old.
blood runs deep and i must confess, only then can i find the semblance of happiness,
blood soaked hands i must hide, with the monster i keep inside.
mirror, mirror, can't you see? what this reflection does to me?
fire burn and ashes pile, how did i become so vile?
for now i know a truth so rough, this will never be enough.
blood flowed deep and ashed fly high, i will never reach the sky...
heavens gates wont open for me,
Oh, mirror, mirror can't you see; what this reflection does to me?"

quote from: jaded eyes of a prodigy by wickedfairy17
hp fanfic.