Under this shell I hide,
There are two of me inside.
Under this mask of calm and composed,
Is a beast lashing and tearing with rage,
Two sides of myself,
Fight and fight,
Each slowly driving the mind to madness,
The body snaps and engulfs itself with rage,
The snake coils around the soul,
Suffocating the holy innocence,
While the dragon gives wings to the anger,
Heating up the insanity,
Making it boil over.
Inside my soul is no mortal,
Constantly it shifts,
So I don't fit into this human skin.
I want out....
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