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I struggle with him

I’m strangled from the inside

I battle the snake

Which raptures my soul

Two halves of the coin

In the fight for my soul

Cain and Abel

In a lunar moshpit

It all steams

From inside

Boiling in red

In death and in life

My soul

Is a flame!!!

Since I have noticed

The world

My sun has turned grey

I twist and turn

In nothing’s formation

Salvation is ahead

But I can’t see the light

I twist and I burn

In my own pile of blood

A part is asleep

And partially dead

And enigma to all

Especially to yourself

Its hard to deal with them

Not to mention

My self…

But tragedy strikes

At the strongest of man

In thy heart

Where they bloom

Like flowers of cancer

To smite down your will

And make you a whole

Of nothing…