My Reflection

I turn my head and so does she

I look into her eyes and she looks in mine

All I can see is darkness, emptiness, loneliness

I bet she sees that too

I look away quickly and she does the same

I look at her arm, there and a path of red crisom ran down her arm

I could feel the crisom running down my arm as well

Her face only had a big evil smile on her face

Standing behind her is her savior, my savior is here too

After a couple seconds, my savior disappears and hers as well

We both fell to the ground

The girl in front of me turned pale, but yet she still smiled

I reached out to touch her to comfort her

But...something stopped me a clear wall was in the way

The girl in front of me, wasn't just any girl

That girl...was my reflection.

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