Poetry

You or Me

You
You are my hatred
You are all that I despise
You
The source of all my troubles
Like satan, you make them all arise

You
You flutter just like a butterfly
Flying to the star most brightly lit
You
You are but a moth flying into a deadly flame
You are the ultimate hypocrite

A reflection upon a broken mirror reveals a shattering truth
My head begins spinning around
Through torrential tears, I glance up at you
A soft thud as I fall to the ground
No!
It cannot be true!
This is impossible
I am you!

By: Babysista

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