(c) Breeze Vincinz

Hey there twin,

Let's match your evil with mine

Truth is a game fools play

No smashed grapes, no wine

Try transparency

There's sweetness in the hiding

Your friends are emotionally diabetic

Your friends are experts in abiding

My blindness in seeing the telltale signs nothing compared to yours

Hitting yourself to make yourself feel better only left me with sores

You've taken all of my fears and nightmares and made them come true

Oh, my love, I'm truly afraid you'll have a horrible death, make that one happen, Boo

Hey there twin,

You just wanted to be happy

I shouldn't be screaming

You cheated; I should be clapping

You found out who are

Congratulations, it was a great stunt

Cheers to my twin spirit

A toast to my doppelganger cunt

You never found me attractive, but what you did find sexy were the words I wrote

Or rather you say you never found me sexy, but my dick was always in your throat

Or rather you make it seem you were doing charity work by dating the elderly and obese

As if what I wanted in life was a fat blind man that lives with his mom, unemployed, and has three titties

Hey there twin,

I see the dude(s) who fucked you is (are) doing great

I should probably do the same

I should probably separate

This spirit we share is killing me

This past we have is too

My exorcisms have always been literary

Hopefully, this will get rid of you

I bind you, Twin, from doing harm; harm against other people, and harm against yourself

I bind you, Twin, from avoiding the truth people tell you, you're going blind, not going deaf

I bind you from telling all lies because you think your truth is too devastating

I bind you from believing you're introverted or low maintenance when you're evil is castrating

I bind you from creating another business run by people who's dick you have sucked

I bind you from sucking random people's dicks in hopes they will help your business make a buck

I bind you to forgive yourself for everything you did you think I don't know about, but I know the tea

I bind you from thinking I was ever in love with you; I was in love with what was presented to me

I bind you from cowardice, I bind you from snores, I bind your own ego, I bind you from starting wars

I bind you from placing your psychopathy in everybody's hands, including God's and not yours

I bind you to give up the thought that the person who beats you can love you to your core

I bind you to stay far away from anything that I care about; I just don't want to be your twin anymore

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