twin
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At midnight
think of tossing and turning
in bed.
Think of the sounds of silence
as you drift into slumber.
If you have this name,
I have grown more emotion,
as I fill my empty void with memories.
My childhood has been replaced
with the deep though of death.
I've said goodbye 1 to many times.
Please don't haunt me my dear sister.
To my dear friend Savannah,
Once we were together,
Inseparable.
Not able to be broken,
Indestructible.
I was born in two halves: Red and Gold
Our colors mixed in the wind of our laughter
our tears
our screams
our shared stories
Colors flew when we hurled words at each other
like vocally loaded bullets
Dear Little Sister,You’re not so little now,And you never really were.You’re still 3 minutes younger,So what I say is still true. But,Dear Little Sister,just like how you aren’t so little anymore,Things have changed between us.Such asA rift as str
When the sun disappears,
As do the smiles and laughs.
The image of the people we know,
Replaced by their melancholy twin.
As night settles in, painting the sky black,
Little glimmers of stars dot the void.
need you because it takes the two of us,
To move smoky mountains and conquer forbidden fountains, remember…
I need you because it takes the both of us,
Together since the beginning,
we were not alone in the womb.
We saw our friendship increase
with every additional spring bloom.
Together we learned
and together we grew
I look in my mirror everyday,
I always ask "are you ok?"
My mirror does not like to talk, only to listen
My mirror will never leave me on my mission
but what if my mirror is gone?
what if I am left all alone?
"Remember my darling - you always have each other."
I couldn't tell if it was true or not,
my soft brown-green eyes were always searching for someone else
that didn't look like me.
Bound since birth
Two souls entwined
Same blood
Same face
But different lives
Precious thing I hold most dear
Thinking back to the very fist existence,
There was one that cannot be forgotten:
Clad in white, adorned with thorns,
And many emotions shown on its face.
Age alike, the mind even more so.
I would know her in darkness
In a storm
In a hurricane
I would know her blind
By her voice
Her laugh
Her encompassing aura
I would know my twin by the sound of her hand
This Face
That Face
Your Face
My Face
They were so identical for so long and now they drift, epigenetics taking it's long course
Finally
I am twin, and sure sometimes it’s great
But I think I should set some things straight
Don’t go up whisper in my ear and ask me “Did she hear?”
Don’t pinch me then question if she felt it too
Though I have known you for much of my lifeYou always seem to take me by surpriseYou're crazy and random and people say we look alikeBut I don't see it because we aren't even from the same bloodline
She looks like me
She talks like me
She walks like me
Are the same?
NO
Everbody is different, everybody has their own song
UNQUIE
The person that looks like a mirror to me is my twin,