Dead Ringer


Two hearts, one soul.

Two minds, one thought.

Unbreakable ties that bind

Can never be broken.

Even through the deepest resentment,

The ties still emerge.

No, not even death will break them;

For if one crosses over, the other must also.

When the heart of one twin stops beating,

The other can feel half of their own heart dying.

One cannot live with a half dead heart.

She is my twin, my other half;

Her death is mine also.

Through life and death

All is complete



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