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Both of me

Get to know me. Both of me.
Only half for you. So fortunately.
I barely know the real me.
It doesnít bother me at all, only half you see.

As bright as I am in daylight, the darkness consumes my frail side.
Waking up with blood stained hands seems routine.
Maybe I should chain myself at night...
Keep my hands clean.

ďGet helpĒ is what I hear most people think.
Iím pretty sure both of me go to a different shrink...

My mind consists of plot holes.
Dangerous grounds filled with wroth moles.

I canít decide if Iím suicidal or a soon to be murderer.
I canít figure out if my wife left me,
or if my alter demon is the reason why no one has heard of her.

I feel like both of me are the mirrors we look into.
I feel like slowly but surely our minds become see through.

Both of me.
Iím whatever both of me chose to be.
Written by Drieks
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