Alone they are two but together they are one. Strings were not meant to be strummed like a man. "I am you, you are me", that is what they chant, Each other's gratitude is all that they want. One is visible in the eyes of everybody. She has the identity and power to be free. She shows herself without hesitation. Always deal with her own direction. The other is the opposite of what they see. Borrowed a life and wanted to be free. Her eyes are her own unique identity. But she's directed to who she meant to be. "What's nine is yours because I love you" How sweet to see how they share the view. But some things are unseen and shared with few, Their sisterhood had reached it's due. Moments made by the selfish attraction, Built a wall with a pail of lies in the construction Switched by the men's confused infatuation, Oh dear sister, here is the destruction. One had lied, would she let him free? And say the truth he deserves to see. Sister, would you let her be? Would you let your twin love his groom to be?