Thoughts via The Moment. (poetry)

Then she was gone.

A/N:: I know this isn't a poem exactly but it's just something I wrote and I just decided to stick it here just because. 

I might actually be using this in a part of my story, "Shadow of a Dancer."

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I watched myself from a distance.

Look at me! This is what you will become!

I cringed as she turned to talk to me.

Look at me, I said!

I turned slowly and caught a glimpse of her.

Gorgeous, aren't I?

She looked just like me except for her eyes. They were dark, nothing but a dark round oval.

I am you. Well, I will be. Better yet, you will be me.

"No!" I pointlessly screamed. No one would hear me anyway. I turned and I ran.

You can't run from yourself!

"I will never be you!" I yelled out at the darkness between these hollow walls.

*Menacing laughter arose from her throat.*

Oomph. Suddenly I wasn't in the dark.

Look at you. *She whispered.*

I was in a room where everything was a mirror. The floor, ceiling, the walls. I looked at myself. I screamed.

You can't run away from destiny. You can change the path but the destination is the same.

"No!"

Don't deny yourself, hun.

My eyes were dark and black ovals. My lips were deep red. My body.. Pefect. "This isn't real."

You don't know what's real. This is you. You're meant for vengeance.

I didn't want it to be true, but I couldn't deny it. I loved the stinch of blood. I knew it all too well. This... is me. And I love it.

*A devilish grin grew upon her face. As it did on mine.*

She held an object in her hand. Then she was gone.

I opened my palm and in it was a small, round ball.

I rolled it around and saw a timer counting down from 10.

9 - 8 - 7- 6 - 5- 4 - 3 - 2-

Then I was gone.