The Something He Once Was And The Reflection Of My Nothingness

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The color the light has become
Is the reflection of the darkness
Shining along my spine,
Dampening my delicate design.

The nothing I've become
Is a reflection of the something
He once was.
The something he once was
Before the color of the light
And the reflection of the darkness.

The something he once was,
Was beautiful,
Irrefutable,
Irreplaceable.

The something he once was,
And the reflection of my nothingness,
Yin and yang,
A sharpened fang.

The reflection of my nothingness,
And the something he once was,
Will forever be the something he once was,
And the reflection of the nothing I've become. 

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