Me,Myself,And I

I am the eternal darkness,
evil and full of spite,
ive traveled far to his domain,
to meeet this one called light,
when its me that i see,
or is it he, who is me,
then i realize, its not us,
for we are one,
two seperate halves,
of a single persona,
in conflict,
like the night,
and the sun
Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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