Me, Myself, and I


Somewhere inside my head
There’s a man screaming
He’s tortured so often
He’s convinced he’s dreaming

In a thought not too far
There’s another with black eyes
He’s identical to the man
But his words are riddled with lies

His smirk of never fades
Blood drips from chin
He thirsts for the grave
We’ll all soon be in


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