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Shadow, My Dark Twin

Fss…
The match sparked
to life
throwing my silhouette
into sharp relief

I brought
the tiny flame
close to the floor

elongating
my dark twin
that fell across
the wooden slats

My fingers
stretched
and barely touched
their black counterparts

My twin, she looks
so peaceful – after all
shadows cannot reflect
the turmoil
within

A tear
dripped down
unseen
on the girl at my feet

Fss…
The match went out
burning my fingertips
but the pain
did not bother me

It never does
anymore

The night came up
and engulfed me
My twin melted in
with all the surrounding
dark

My teardrops froze
and with the light gone
I disappeared

leaving behind only
my shadow



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