A stranger in the mirror

I am

the softest light

and

the darkest fire.

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I love

like wildflowers

grow—

with reckless beauty.

⠀

but hurt

the ones I love

and I swear—

⠀

I see a stranger

in the mirror

with my eyes

and a demon

in hers.

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I do not act

but

God,

sometimes

it takes everything

not to.

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and maybe

that’s what makes me

dangerous—

⠀

not that I break

but

how hard I fight

not to.