Past my past, forever entwined
With me, my symbiotic love.
Genetic strings, rungs divide
Communicate through magical lines,
Like loving snakes who cannot kiss
Between them would the poison pass;
Entangled in a winter blast,
Rolling around in summer grass.
Always together, forever apart –
Builders of broken hearts,
Shadows behind distant grave
Of soul forgiven, never saved.
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