A Ghost twin

We share the same pain,we see with one eye,we don't hear different voices, we are the same.I ran a mile, but I could still hear your heartbeat.                                                                                                        I tripped and fell, you picked me up.                                                                                                                    we are not far apart.

pat this dust off my back. You are my mirror view.

mom,she kissed you goodnight.

I felt her breath on my neck.

we are one soul.

Not far we have come.                                                                                                                                             I could still hear your cries.                                                                                                                                     Your flesh burnt and I'm what's left of you.                                                                                                         A ghost of the past.

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