I'm my own personNo one
can or will change meI can do what i want to and not listen to
anybodyBut i choose not to go that pathThe only rule i have for that is to not take for granted of what i
giveI
will do no wrong if you do me no wrongRemember I'm still my own person
Saturday, August 14, 2010
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
A twin is like a mirror on
A childhood bedroom wall.
Even in one's memories,
No thought eludes reflection.
The partner of one's springtime is
The phantom of one's fall:
Even living far away,
Still part of each perception.
O bond unbreakable! The sharing
Of one crowded womb,
One birth, one infancy, one time
Two equally must own.
How beautiful! A lifelong pairing,
Though there now be room
Enough to roam the whole wide world
Yet never be alone.
A childhood bedroom wall.
Even in one's memories,
No thought eludes reflection.
The partner of one's springtime is
The phantom of one's fall:
Even living far away,
Still part of each perception.
O bond unbreakable! The sharing
Of one crowded womb,
One birth, one infancy, one time
Two equally must own.
How beautiful! A lifelong pairing,
Though there now be room
Enough to roam the whole wide world
Yet never be alone.
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