A story of us ever since we were children,
My brother and I we shared all feeling,
From sorrow, pleasure, pain, and strife
Our emotions linked for all our life.
Our mother dear would find this out,
Whilst breaking up our first young bout,
Each of us frenzied attacked the other,
Jealous of the better brother.
Our pain kept on bouncing off each other emotions,
& we found this led to increased commotions.
We each felt jealous & each felt shame,
But couldn't decider who was to blame,
Being too close, it's hard to discover,
Who truly felt the the worse off brother.
We carried on though through each our schooling,
Each of us benifitting off the others toiling,
A kiss on cheek, or praise from teacher,
Made both us feel on top and eager.
Our joint achievements grew joy exponential,
But as we grew older our thoughts existential.
One of our fears would kill the others joys,
Passion or struggle would balance us boys,
But worst of all was when we got depressed,
We'd spiral straight down and bring down the rest.
At 21 years, we both took a vow,
"I don't want to see you, starting from now"
Through the rest of our life, emotions we'd be afoul of,
One crying to sleep as the other made love.
How do I feel, is this glory and shine?
We never would know should I laugh out or whine?
The other would try out their regular life,
But it would all fall apart when he wanted a wife,
How could she make him happy while I felt distraught?
Her constant advances all ended in naught,
But him turning her down, how could he perform,
When I took on the drink - my consciousness torn.
When out of the blue, we each felt a longing,
Both emotions the same a rare event showing,
The decision was made and we each bought a knife,
His emotions faltered as he thought of his wife.
I overpowered his thoughts as I felt melancholic,
An easy achievement for this alcoholic,
As I sat on my own washed in my brothers calm,
I watched the last of the blood drain from out of my arm.
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