My other self
Ok you may not know me
but there's to of me you see
there's me the nice guy
then there's the other me
who'd rather see an asshole fry
he is the one within
he is rather wolven
he haunts my nights with wolfling dreams
while in the daytime, I have plots and skeams
while I would rather say screw fate
he would try and eviserate fate
we all have another self,
the one who we change into when we get super mad
but then we say or dothings we regret and become sad.
but sometimes that other self is there
to make sure no harm comes to body or hair.
so the next time your other self comes out
give it a shout and let it know what your all about
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