This one gave me the hardest cry, the lessons we learn from our twin, you are sure to learn so you never feel that again... like there is no win, win with a twin.
Until they send you for a spin, returning like a whirlwind...
this twin
Who, once again reels you in, only cause they healed within
Never to repeat the hurt or running again, returning to the greatest friend, A love unshakable to the very end, my soul tie, my love, my twin....
Dedicated to F.E.H 🔥♾️🔥
Written by Theresa coogan
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[blurry image] Blue eyes. Blonde hair. Female. Pale. Chubby. Last seen wearing a tanktop, shorts, fishnets, and boots. * This individual previously reported missing has again been classified as unaccounted for. * This marks the fifth occurrence within three months. * The subject was last observed standing where they were instructed to stand, answering to their name, [REDACTED], doing what they were told. * Members of the public are reminded that prior recoveries do not indicated resolution. If the individual is encountered, do not assume familiarity implies safety. Do not attempt prolonged conversation. Do not offer transport. * Report any sightings. * -Missing Persons Notice
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Comments (3)
That is quite lovely. My mother was a twin, but her brother dies in infancy so I never met him. She also conceived twins twice, but did not carry them to full term. I always wanted a twin, to feel what it was like, but after reading your poem, not so sure it would have been a Haley Mills movie!
Ditto❣️💚🩵❤️🥰
You're my soulmate ❣️💕