For the love of God, Edgar!

My twin spirit will always be a man
named Poe. While in a dream, he mystically
loaned me his poetic soul.

His thoughts now flow forever through my
creative mind, but searching for happiness
is impossible now.  He obscures my
sanity and twists my thoughts, making
them so unkind!

We will walk together through this life
of pain alone.  Tears will be shed but
never to be shown! Insanity to the bitter
end!  Not knowing what it's like to have a
true friend!

My heart stopped beating! My dream was
for real! 

Dear God, I'd give all that I have in the whole 
World right now just to feel!

I'll never know when my poor soul cries.
NO!  I'll never know which soul is for real,
until the painful imposter DIES!