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Doppelganger

By BlueRaven, Garden City, KS

Shocked and scared,
It is the death of me,
By my own hand,
Cuts marred my face,
Rips scarred my clothes,
And dark bruises stood out,
Along the white of my neck,
I had throttled myself,
My killer is me,
With my hair,
My skin,
Everything,
Even the eyes,
Well almost,
My eyes,
That looked of shining water,
though in my corpse,
They are glazed,
But in my killer,
They flash red,
I never expected,
To be killed by myself,
Although in truth,
I must thank myself,
For killing me,
Although it hurt,
It is peace,
So go,
My doppelganger,
Before I kill me too. ~End




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