I woke up this morning, with these thoughts seared into my mind, therefore I had to turn it into something.
The first time is coincidence, the second time, was fate facilitated by the first, and everything else, is a message we’re just not listening to.
You were born in my mind,
Twins sharing the same thoughts,
Our era was the same time,
Our likes are the same likes,
Our vices are the same vices,
When I look at my own reflection, I see you…twin…coincidence,
You were cut from my cloth,
Our pattern was drawn up time ago,
From it there were two,
Joined at mind and thought,
With the mold destroyed after we were complete,