Haunting Double
The faint snow falling in the back,
Frosty, crystalline, cold beauty as a gem, yet jagged as a knife.
The snowman watching shaking his head, he wouldn’t let me be.
The snowman follows me with eyes, warning me.
A sudden change of cold bitter wind, suddenly I feel the betrayal.
With one look, I see my reflection.
Nói Dôi! Haunting she seemed, yet it was her again, I tried to shoo.
I lived the day they thought I never knew - there were two.
Haunting, chilling - Christmas will never be the same.
My spitting image, shall I say.
Chills you give me, beyond the winter gust.
Oh joy it would be to have met you, yet I feel I already trust.
The snow melts, and yet it is eerie how you follow.
You mock my walks, my gestures, and queerly you look a little pale,
It is as if we are on a different frequency scale.
Abandoned, lonely, you try to reach me. With every effort, I nudge away.
Taken away you had no choice,
killed within seconds,
born without you,
you’ve gone your own way.
I wrote this piece to allow my readers to really think about what my story is really about. I wrote this poetry to show that I have twin. Now that we are both in college and separated from each other, a lot of my classmates and teachers do not know I have a twin. I wanted to include a mystery twin in the poetry to show how in real life how she can easily come in and out of my daily routine and disguise as me and know one would know. I have had several people read my story and they all had different theories. My main idea I want my readers to know that it is in fact a story about a twin. A twin who passed away in the womb in December. A secret the parents did not share with their daughter. The older twin who passed away haunts her as she enjoys life every year on the anniversary of her birth and death.
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