The twins are perfect opposites. it enthralls me.
One with jet black hair, one as close to snow as blonde can be.
The blonde has green eyes and pinker lips.
They share a nose- Identical hips.
Standing opposite, the the blonde is wearing black,
while the raven is adorned with white.
They share a silver locket, shoes, and height,
but the blonde only has the twinkle in her eye when standing by her sister, her twin, her creation. The girl with black hair is lacking in dimension.
For although she looks real through the window for someone driving by,
the secret is she's painted on the wall, gray wings, her sign of freedom.
there's irony here you're sure to miss, the painting has her wings. but growing up the girl will find, she's the one who leaves.
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