I look into her eyes,
they are copies of mine,
yet they are so evil.
How can she live in a perfect world?
While I am here,I suffer,
She copies, I hate her so,
I look for a reason to shatter her,
but I cannot find any.

It takes my form and shows me true,
yet, something is wrong.
I saw her smile an evil smile that I did not do.With all my might I threw a
book that layed on my bed, and watched her shatter.

Little peices falling to the floor,
I heard her giggle, and I turned around,
and there she was, on the ground...
 
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