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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