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I was once just one, a single thought, A name the mirror never fought. But something stirred beneath my skin, A voice that slithered deep within. At first, a whisper, soft, benign, A shadow stitched along my spine. Then teeth took root, my flesh was torn, A second face—awake, reborn. She grins where I would twist and hide, She speaks in tongues I’ve locked inside. Her laughter drips like molten tar, Each word a wound, each breath a brand. My lips still move, yet not my own, My bones betray, my pulse has flown. She wears my skin, devours my soul, A puppeteer with no control. The world now tilts, the walls decay, Her hunger sways me, begs to stay. I scream, I scratch, but fate is laced— With every breath, I am erased. Now two stare back where one once stood, The mirror laughs—I knew it would.
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(I was once just one… just one…) A single thought, a hollow name, A mirror’s love, a mirror’s shame. But something stirred beneath my skin, A voice that slithered deep within. At first, a whisper, soft, benign, A shadow stitched along my spine. Then teeth took root, my flesh was torn, A second face—awake, reborn. (She grins where I would twist and hide,) (She speaks in tongues I’ve locked inside.) Her laughter drips like molten tar, Each word a wound, each breath a brand. My lips still move, yet not my own, My bones betray, my pulse has flown. She wears my skin, devours my soul, A puppeteer with no control. (The world tilts… the walls decay…) Her hunger sways me, begs to stay. I scream, I scratch, but fate is laced— With every breath, I am erased. (She grins where I would twist and hide,) (She speaks in tongues I’ve locked inside.) Her laughter drips like molten tar, Each word a wound, each breath a brand. Now two stare back where one once stood, The mirror laughs— (I knew it would…)
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