the devil inside...
black and whitedark and light
sweet and sour
all life's detour
one side full of love
one side full of hatred
like two people living inside
love collides with love
and hatred threats hatred
no one can measure the depth of both
sometimes I get scared of my hatred
the Hitler inside me
the violence that give birth to insanity
i scream and yell
but nothing more
my devil is weak, maybe
he doesn't want to come out
he doesn't want to concur
he just stays there in one corner
giving another a look
and she gets scared
but she loves him
Poetry by White
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Written on 2009-01-23 at 00:25
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