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MY MIND SEES INTO YOUR HEART

Capturing everything like a drone, with an eye of a million pixels.
It’s understandable why together, we always win
Like Liverpool never walking alone, every guy is indeed a twin.
But my twinny is too troublesome- It’s a male syndrome
After reading my story, you will understand guys better:
Penny is my name, Peny is my twinny’s
Our names almost same, we are together called PENNIES.
He is good at guessing but I dislike how he keeps memories.
I call him my mind’s eye because he sees and reacts to what I think:
Set your mind on a Coca-Cola shape and he is willing to taste,
Focus while viewing and his desire gets even stronger,
When he gets out of control, he can even disgrace you.
Because he lives in my mind, I only stop thinking,
And immediately like a clock without battery, he stops ticking.
Sometimes unstoppable, controlling all things possible.
Is she fair or dark with beauty proven rare? Peny shall always dare.
She could be your friend and you have no ill feelings.
Together with her, some moments you may wish to spend.
Hmmm! Avoid contact if you want your integrity intact.
Do something usual if you don’t want your twin to feel unusual.
He is helpful and a great sibling
At the right time, he is the fuel for ignition
In wrong moments, he can overheat the engine

Just pray that your twinny may not lead you sinning

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