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We live together

But you

Are a stranger.

An intimate,

Close,

Ever-present

Stranger.

I feel you

In the back of my mind

Poking,

Prodding,

Screaming

At me.

They call this delusion.

They call this crazy.

I feel you

Exploiting me

With your hands in places

I do not want you to go

My sister

Lost at birth

A hostile guest

In my own head.

Twin,

They call you delusion.

They call me crazy.

I live with you

But who are you?

Hell

Fire

Hate

Pain

Schizophrenia.

Yes, twin

They call you delusion.

They call me crazy.



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