The mirror stands before me
My reflection there is clear
But it is not me captured behind the glass
She is that who I am not
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Her eyes are filled with haughty pride
Her face as blank as stone
Perfection etched into every line
She is everything I can never be
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We are so alike, she and I
Twins in body and soul
Yet I am that which she would never stoop to
I am the imperfect half
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How is it that two people can be so different,
Yet share the same body and soul?
The answer to this question lies neither in myself
Or in my reflection
But in the one who makes all of this matter
My key and hers lies within his heart
Buried, but waiting
For the day he decides
To set us free