Good morning, my dear. I've come to bring my art to your morning 🔥 🕯️ "Bleeding Mirror" I was born from the ashes of what burned within me, under sick moons and broken prayers. I carry the chill of dawn on my skin, and in my gaze—the secret of a thousand goodbyes. Every night, she comes. She drags my shadows, fakes my perfume, dresses my pain as if it were a jewel. But there is no copy that can sustain the abyss, no mirror that can bear my naked soul. She tries to be me, but only repeats an echo as I reinvent myself under the moon. Let her cry, let her bleed, let her beg for reflection—while I dance, intact, in the center of hell. Because what is a curse in me, in her is only an attempt. And in the end, I laugh. Because even my ruin is more beautiful than her glory. I am the spell she cannot break—the rose that cuts, the sin that shines. 💄 Remember that this text is written by Babe Susie, any reproduction of it outside of my page is plagiarism.