Divided
You could draw a line
A great divide
Between my light and darkside
One holds hope
One coceals pain
Both Contribute
Both Gain
They each cage
My deepest rage
One fights the other with a smile
Now and then
The evil twin
Is released for a while
I can't recall
What she saw
Or the words she spoke
Though the good in me
Always takes the fall
Cocealing her as a joke
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