Don’t trust,
These two twins,
For what they are,
And for whom they are.
And what they do,
Before and after,
The shows and interviews.

Blood trickled down,
From both their faces,
Staining their pink lips.
Their eyes,
Piercing through their pray’s eyes,
Looking into her soul.
Playing with her mind.

The younger twin,
His tooth plastered,
With a yellow gold tinge.
Letting it peek out from his pouting lips.

The older twin just giggled,
And played with the tips of his little brothers,
Dreaded hair.
“Tomii” He pouted showing his teeth even more.
“Hmm...Billa” The older twin muttered.
“ Pleasee” The younger one asked soft

The older one nodded,
And moved his hair away,
From his neck.
Waiting for his little brother,
To bite into his neck.
A small little sting,
Ran through the older twins neck,
As the younger one began to drink.

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Alright you can't see the tooth I added on Bill, but it is there!