I can see my reflection staring back at me
My eyes can't believe what they see
There standing in front of me are two girls
One broken and gloomy and whitish
The other ecstatic and joyful and full of life
What is the difference between them
One had a smile on her face
On that was genuine and proud like she had just won a race
The other also with a smile on her face
This time if you look closely you will find
That the smile is just to cover what's on the inside
One whose eyes can light up the dark
The others is the dark
Light and Dark I named them
Dark's face pale as a ghost
Whilst Light's face is full of color
Dark glaring at everything that passes under her dark and hostile glare
Whilst Light smiling a smile full of joy and laughter at everything she sees
The contrast so big and yet they both look the same
The same hazel and blue eyes
Light brown hair with streaks of gold
Long eyelashes that rest on their high cheekbones
And yet they look so different at a first glance
The more I stare the more their features enhance
And I notice the dimple in their cheeks
Light and Dark both stare at me intently
As if waiting for me to do something
I wait and wait and wait
All of us staring at one another
I notice that Light and Dark barely even notice each other
Both acting as if the other doesn't exist
I can feel their gazes burning into me
Yet both feel so different
Light's is friendly and slightly confused
Whereas Dark's is angry and bitter
Light has a slight blush glowing on her cheeks and she let's out a little giggle
This seems to make Dark's glower a bit more intense and her frown deepens
Light and Dark are an oxymoron in themselves
And yet they seem like twins
One look's troubled and intimidating
The other pleasant and jubilant
When the lightness meets the dark
That's what they are
And it's then that I realize
I'm looking at my self
They are my reflection
Could they really be me?
Couldthey be my reflection?
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Puzzle Pieces
PoetryThis is a book that is just going to be filled with a bunch of bits and pieces that I found lying around my writing folder... They will probably vary between one shots, short stories, poems, or excerpt that haven't been finished.