FAKEST SOULMATES EVER

Science and heaven agree on this philosophical fact

The reality of being just one I reject

We all are the puppet of two souls

The voices inside us bother a lot.

They are the fakest friends ever, hiding inside us

The route of emotions faces a lot of mistrusts

One is the creamy delight, another a crispy nut

Two together play a game of betrayal and trust

One soulmate girdles the clock understands with maturity

knows what is acceptance and gives full clarity

It is shrewd, intellectual, callous, and broad-minded

fits in an outside world where breakdown is more attracted

Its connection shows a constant behaviour

a box of benevolence, affection, calls itself a real achiever

grant forgiveness and melts with kinder treatment

just needs affinity to become aberrant

Controlling my mind is the only answer to myself

two lives mismatch and make me sad

one part of me refuses to listen

It has its consequences, questions, and answers which remain hidden

Sometimes the creamy delight has a flavor full the end

The hard shell of crispy nut might lay a spoiler effect

frequent visits to heart often visit to brain

the reverse of this alacritous cycle may slow down to disdain.

The concoction of sentiments gives an intense ache

one soul the heart, another soul the brain

the two soulmates inside

are totally fake.

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