Twins Say Good bye

 



God it feels good to be alone
 
Potato peeled skin
 
Flesh
 
 to
 
Bone
 
So much stronger than your resolve to make this a home
 
 
 
I stand a behemoth of corded muscles 
 
So easy to fall from a well placed thrust
 
Should I be so foolish to let someone close enough
 
 
 
Melting disguises fail to cover eyelids
 
Shoveling this shit with a spoon
 
Unearthed, ghoulish from this tomb
 
 
 
I just don’t give a fuck now watch me let the mirror drop
 
See twelve small selves looking back at you
 
Shattered shards, scattered about
 
Twenty four little eyes with you likeness, reflecting lies back to your iris
 
Consequences that bite as flesh eating lions
 
 
 
I now too can play this tune
 
Moody music exists in a state unwritten
 
As fleeting as slow kiss from these lips
 
As cold as dead stares fixed on left wrists
 
The dream ends with the sandman shift
 
Sell your softness to the other one
 
The forgotten son has nothing more to give
 
Twisting within 
  
Sleeping
 
Twins
 
Sin
 
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