Two Faced

We each have two faces.

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Morning light shines upon his handsome face

A bright glow that catches every new breath;

All around him long for his fond embrace

His warmth and shield from echoes of the dark.

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Yet night reveals the shadow he conceals

A wounded soul that breaches with its sin;

His want now turns to wound that cannot heal

His kindness lapses into cruel lies

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A soul that rides the storm of day and night.

His damaged truth still lives, both well and ill;

The halves together form the human soul

A dissonant sound bound by truth and pain.

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And so he walks, both Good and Evil’s son;

A spirit bound on Earth, that lives as one.

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