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The monochrome man,

Is a man of extremes,

A man made of opposites,

With a side that’s unseen.

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The monochrome man,

Is a man on the edge,

Looking in the mirror,

At himself when he’s dead

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The monochrome man,

Is nothing unique,

On the outside, no different,

No different in speech.

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The monochrome man,

On the inside is dead,

No remorse or tears,

Just violence instead

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