Twins Eternal...

PLEASE keep in mind that it is MEANT to be a cliche. I've had critics tell me the end is cliche, which I already know.. it was written that way on purpose. Please keep that in mind :) thank you.









A little girl with an old woman's eyes
Sits on the porch watching the darkened skies;
Her face says she's seen too much,
Flowers appear to wilt at her touch.
Her face smiles but her eyes are sad
A life of Balance she has always had...
Her twin, so sweet and pure
Blonde tresses add to her allure.
Aeria and Airea, two halves of one whole
Aeria can see into your soul.

Airea, so innocent, so carefree...
She knows not what she cannot see.
Aeria can't see illusion;
With her there is no such confusion.
Airea, so peaceful, so rare
Hair so soft, head full of air.
Aeria, once pure, now used
For it was her her father abused.

Airea, using words to wound
Little does she know that she is doomed-
For beneath the facade
Lies a heart as hard as a steel rod.
Since appearances deceive
Why is it her you believe?

You ask why Aeria is so depressed,
When all her life she has been repressed?
She's learned to hide when she must-
In her poor young heart, there's no such thing as trust.
Trapped in a world of "Good" and "Evil"
Where does that line begin to grow feeble?
Why is it that the middle ground
Is so preciously rare to be found?