Context: I was working on Game Theory, when I imagined both players to be the same person, albeit the light and shadow self, forever in a subconscious tussle to be in control, the authority of me.. and the words along with realization, unfolded.
I do open at the close :)
A whisper brushed my canvas’ scroll, a question seeking itself in whole -
"Are we the captains and the captives of our raging souls?"
Entwined & enmeshed, a Duality takes a stand,
One thread,
a gilded triumph, the other, a tear-stained strand 
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A game unfolds, in a swirling waltz of cosmic flair
A shimmering reflection, and, a Shadow caught in the blinding glare
A teardrop
glistens, a silent plea, misunderstood my clarion call,
Was serpent temptatious or planted depths of nightmares' crawl?
You, who
claim the sun's embrace, call me the vampire in your wake,
But from
your depths, I took my form, a reflection you now forsake
Each breath
you draw, every story foretells a whispered rhyme
The facets in darkness become my essence, born of time
I am your
shadow, the version you hide, the shield of your glorious drive
Protective armor, your strength, through the tempest of life
How can you sever, shred us apart, when in your every pulse, my essence thrives?
There is no
victor, no vanquished soul, Duality is the thread we weave,
I am your reason and you, my purpose, the Dimension
where our dreams conceive
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