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Dec 2012
If they ain't a splittin' image of you.
Are they been kind?
Or just being cruel?
Noticing the things they say comparin'the two of you.
Twins, triplets knows this comment very well.

And they are as different than they come.

Oh, they acts just the way you use too.
From your walk, talk and ways.
To you that's sayin' a lot of things.

When you heard this splittin' image phase.
And as hard as we try.
We know there's somethin' to what they say.
Except, we're goin' to deny it to the end.
While in our minds it might be true.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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