Before the mirror, cold and clear,
Reflections twist, distort, and leer,
Yet in her gaze, a light so pure,
Her love and faith shall endure.
Through crystal shards and frozen tears,
A spirit untainted, free from fears,
Seeks the warmth of love's embrace,
In a world of cold, finds grace.
In icy depths, a mirror lies,
Reflecting truths and twisted lies,
Its shards o…