Disclaimer: I still don't own Ouran. Still. Didn't before, so why would I now?

This is such a strange poem, I think. Both of them. But I'm in a strange mood.

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A face in the mirror

Double and divide

Break away from myself?

Goodness knows I've tried

How can two be the same

When one will fake a smile

The other will confront him

And truth comes after while.

Who am I?

I am Kaoru.

Two people merged into one?

Excuse me?!

We're not one.

We're two.

Two of the same.

Or…are we one?

Can we be?!

Should we be?!

Will we be?

Will we be apart after so long together?

Am I the mirror or figure?

Do I reflect or exist?

Who am I?

I am Hikaru.