I knew I was more then one of me.
I knew there was two of me.
I never believed my hunch untill I saw the other me in the mirror that night.
I had to fight her to be sure it was pure.
You only told me it was true.
I was the twin.
I never thought I would see the second me in the mirror.
I knew there was another me.
I had no way to see.
The day I became the twin was just the beggining.
I wanted her to go.
She was different.
She was evil.
She was the twin that was forgotten.
The twin I didn't want to know.
I met the twin.
What might she do to me?
What might I see in the reflections of the world beyond the mirror.
She Left me alone long last.
Now here I am looking for her in the mirror, my twin.
Now I know she is out to get me.
she is the lost twin after all .
She is the victory of my flesh, bone of my skull,life of my life.
she might be my twin; she is my sister, my friend.
She will be mine untill the very end.
Long after she goes away forever.
Together we will be one.
In my heart forever, never to part.
She is my twin.
Together we are one apart we are two.
A contest entry
- Reflections (picture prompt) by PurpleSky.
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Comments
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interesting take you have on the picture prompt and bravo for a different approach and creativity. Thank you for entering our contest.
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Lena -
Thank you for entering our contest and for an interesting write.


