My Doppelganger

This tangible double of myself I am angelic, she is demonic Identical but with an eerie twist My Ora is white and her's is black. Am I glancing at my reflection? No. For as I smile, her glare is blank. The only luck she brings is bad Driving me to shut her out I mostly cloak myself in light Until she came into the night And made me quake in my skin This doppelgänger belonging to me.