O’er, anarchic, over as in over the course of something, or over as in over the tree you could never climb as a child.

Lookie here

What I see

In the mirror

A broken me

Holler- Call

Hold a grand

A dance, event

O’er the night

Shan’t give a chance

Shan’t look

For in the mirror

See what they took

Life, Love

What I hold

My intelligence

My bold

My courage

My brain

What I lost

What I gained

I don’t know

What I see

What’s in the mirror

Just isn’t me

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