Guess whose mic is broken...guess who broke it #035

The wounds are poison true, the truth of it is pure poison, one true purpose, to poison, pulse and pump to a crooked beat, reaching further and further beneath the surface, but it is the truth of that poison seeking it’s marred purpose that brings 2 brave girls to their senses. The truth of it, the purpose and bend of it is like smelling salts to the soul, 4 confident eyes shine anew, ‘oh yes’ they think as they stare deeply into one another’s bright eyes...’it is all fake’...’these wounds, ha, what are these wounds but only fake’...’yes sister, only fake’...’lets move on, yes my dear and sweet sister lets move on and never hide from one another again’...’yes...i’m sorry sister.’...’i’m sorry sister.’
‘always equal.’
‘always.’
‘let’s get breakfast.’
‘yes sister.’