Jumelle

  I was split in half.

         Wearing similiar masks.

Crashing intertwined.

Your half would always complete mine.

You were always there to entertain me when I was bored.

You felt everthing I did, but just a little bit more.

BIG, SMALL, CATCH ME AS A FALL.

I answered that very last call.

Silence engulfed the air.

Crashing intertwined.

Your half would always complete mine.

Laughing at words that would tickle my tongue

Love me, Love me not Jumelle #1

 

 
 

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