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Reflection By midnightinthegarden

My reflection stares back at me

With eyes that are mine, but not.

It smiles a sharp, ragged smile,

With a mouth that is not mine,

And laughs a demon's laugh.

Then it is gone, vanished,

Leaving only memories

And the scars on my hands.

Author's Notes:  This didn't turn out the way I wanted.  Oh well, I tried.  It's supposed to be Kamui's perspective.  I'm thinking about writing a fic with Fuuma as a vampire. (You know, since he is always nibbling on Kamui's neck and all.  R+R, C+C.