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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required In the weeping crack of dawn, a battleground unfurls, Reflected in the mirror’s gaze, a storm behind two girls One, a wisp of tattered light, eyes shimmering with tears The other, a vicious shadow, barbed smile and pointed sneers “Look at you,” the darkness rasps, a serpent’s forked tongue “Fragile, broken, always failing, where do you even belong?” The light whispers, soft and frail, “We’re stronger than you see, Remember the sunrise after storms, the hope that sets us free The darkness scoffs, a cruel laugh that chills you to the bone “Hope? A fleeting fancy, child, meant to leave you all alone They’ll leave, they always do, like whispers on the breeze Then you’ll be left with nothing, drowning in your miseries The light, a flickering candle, pleads, “Don’t listen to her lies The warmth of love surrounds you, even in veiled disguise See the sunrise peek, a promise whispered new, A chance to rise from darkness, and paint the world anew The darkness snarls, a hungry beast, “Love? A childish dream A fleeting ember soon to fade, a mocking, cruel scheme They’ll use you, twist you, discard you when you’re spent Left with hollow echoes, a life forever bent.” The light, a teardrop on the pane, replies with trembling breath “Love’s a fragile blossom, yes, but strong enough for death It’s in the gentle hand that holds you when you weep, The whispered word of comfort, a promise you can keep The darkness rolls its eyes, a venomous display, “Comfort? A fleeting truce, until they cast you away. They’ll see your scars, your cracks, the depths of your despair, And run in fear, abandoning you to the monsters lurking there. The light, a fractured moonbeam, murmurs through the strife “We can mend the broken pieces, rebuild a stronger life. With every tear that falls, we learn to face the fight, And with each sunrise, hope rekindles, a beacon burning bright.” The darkness throws its head back, a chilling, hollow peal, “Hope? A twisted mockery, a story hearts reveal, A sugar-coated lie to mask the bitter truth, That you are worthless, broken, destined for endless ruth.” The light, a fading star, whispers with its last might, “We may be scarred, yes, but we can still take flight. With every shaky breath, we rise above the fray, And in the face of darkness, choose to find a way.” The battle rages on, a tempest in the soul, Light and dark entwined, their fates yet to unfold. Who will claim dominion, in the mirror’s cold embrace? Only time will tell, in this war without a face.
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