Hyde in me

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic


Everyone can't be a saint. Everyone can't have a dark side. And some of us still have a lingering hatred perforating our dying hearts.

Submitted: November 22, 2017

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Submitted: November 22, 2017

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Hello

I am speaking from a me that you can not see,

I am speaking from a me that you could not be. 

A body of pure evil, a devil to dare likely to not

be Knievel. 

Touch my melancholy? Oh please, you have a better

chance of seeing your savior play the Ride of the Valkyrie

with bleeding tips of fingers that were cleaned with the tounges

of angels that weep.

My hatred suffocates the pulse of a Childs wish,

and spends the currency of adolescent wants.

I never wager a smile, but I bet with a toothy grin,

my passion is misery, pain? it understands me

homosapiens of this age of day demand that I be hanged see.

I will never die, as long as the pain grows,

a blight upon this earth I shall be,

sooner or later you all will know.


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