Two Shades
explores the depth of my eternal conflicts as two different people, two shades of me, you may say.

Thou shant recognize my contractions
dousing me in orange and red
I beg thee, disregard them as overreactions
If only thou felt them instead.
Thou blind my eyes through Holy presence
the screaming in my head inseminates paranoia
immediately at first touch the raving lessens
and Thy love, seductive, as a sequoia
Thou hold me tight with grape green eyes
and shine unambiguous smiles upon me
"drop thy sincere act and claim thy prize"
the voices scream silently at thee
Thou hold me under blue skies filtered by dark green
"she doesn't wish to stay wild wretch"
sweet nothings in my eyes like a smoke screen
Thou affirms me through words long awaited and cherished.
Thou are so many millions of colours
I am two shades that art more impassioned
two juxtaposing combinations of lovers
a clash of transposing outcomes, leaving one imprisoned.
One is such a merry prisoner, she loves to scream and cheat
and inevitably cause treachery when she escapes into my eyes
The other so opposite, my solumn taps play a souls beat
I mustn't have let her free again, for when I do it shall be my demise
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