Twins
in Twin Poems
Yes, we are twins.
You'd better watch close, let the games begin.
We have the same hair, the same color eyes.
Me and my sister--master of disguise.
in Twin Poems
Yes, we are twins.
You'd better watch close, let the games begin.
We have the same hair, the same color eyes.
Me and my sister--master of disguise.
I come with no wrapping or pretty pink bows.
I am who I am, from my head to my toes.
I tend to get loud when speaking my mind.
Even a little crazy some of the time.
I love this poem! People are always trying to fit in and be normal. I've always disregarded being "normal." What's the point? Why would I be someone I am not? I am perfectly happy the way I...
I never thought this day would come.
I truly thought you were the one.
We used to laugh and talk all night.
Now we argue, fuss, and fight.
Wow the poem really touched me especially the introduction part: I'm leaving still loving you instead of staying and hating you. The poem is very simple easy to analyze I'm going to use this...
Looking forward with fear I stare.
I face the mirror to see there.
I've lost my family, my friends are few.
You've controlled my life but now I'm through.
Tasting the soft ashes in an ashtray was my first known addiction. Innocently I remember if I could just make it to where it always was to be found I knew that taste would be waiting....