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The Twin Souls speak to me, During the desert suns and Tranquil moons, In its greatest oracle, They tell me ‘Save yourselves or Remain unsaved’. They took me to Egypt, On the magic carpet that Was dowsed in my room- Some may call it a rug- But for the Twins, They flew during majestic Nights Seamless heights. Nights I look back, On how my twin was created, How our paths had crossed And how lucky Even blessed we’d been. Days I look forward, With my twin and I Drenched in Kelly Green in our ceremony of accomplishments Or seduced by the sun, Escaping Methodist systems, And enchanted by esques’ in the forest Other nights, My twin was gone, An empty burden I felt Swell my chest. On those nights, I prayed to the Souls to which They promised to keep us together Some times the Twins advise me, ‘Do not set yourself on fire to keep others warm’ And ‘Other people are not medicine’- That is, except for the Twin Souls. I taught my twin Lessons of life, And she taught me Lessons of gratitude. I must admit, We were both a bit Damseled, A bit Distressed [Still dressed to impress] When time has run out, Hope is lost, Spirits are killed, Demons are in disguise, And hell breaks loose I pray to the Twin Souls, To hold us eternally whole In the wake of the full moon Because my TWIN SOUL, Will never escape The Encased LOVE and PURSUITS Of my HEART For she is a true work of Art.
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Mar 7, 2015
Mar 7, 2015 at 4:27 AM UTC
Twin Soul
The Twin Souls speak to me, During the desert suns and Tranquil moons, In its greatest oracle, They tell me ‘Save yourselves or Remain unsaved’. They took me to Egypt, On the magic carpet that Was dowsed in my room- Some may call it a rug- But for the Twins, They flew during majestic Nights Seamless heights. Nights I look back, On how my twin was created, How our paths had crossed And how lucky Even blessed we’d been. Days I look forward, With my twin and I Drenched in Kelly Green in our ceremony of accomplishments Or seduced by the sun, Escaping Methodist systems, And enchanted by esques’ in the forest Other nights, My twin was gone, An empty burden I felt Swell my chest. On those nights, I prayed to the Souls to which They promised to keep us together Some times the Twins advise me, ‘Do not set yourself on fire to keep others warm’ And ‘Other people are not medicine’- That is, except for the Twin Souls. I taught my twin Lessons of life, And she taught me Lessons of gratitude. I must admit, We were both a bit Damseled, A bit Distressed [Still dressed to impress] When time has run out, Hope is lost, Spirits are killed, Demons are in disguise, And hell breaks loose I pray to the Twin Souls, To hold us eternally whole In the wake of the full moon Because my TWIN SOUL, Will never escape The Encased LOVE and PURSUITS Of my HEART For she is a true work of Art.
ceez
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Mar 7, 2015
Mar 7, 2015 at 4:27 AM UTC
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