Splitter

To split my soul in two would serve me well.
For I would love to dine with you in hell.
Along I’d bring the beast that beckons night.
Do not be scared to feast with evil’s fright.

You’ve tasted dying briefly for the fun.
To never wake along the rising sun.
You live so closely to the nearing ledge.
lately, you’ve been flirting beyond the edge.

Abandoned by the world to no surprise,
You walk through streets with buried hollowed eyes.
Secluded from the light in which you crave,
You make yourself so easy to deprave.

But there is something fighting in your soul
That gives you strength beyond your own control.
And if you’d be so kind to let it know:
Your darkness may engulf your dimming glow.

Young boy, I know what eats away at you
For we do share the same two eyes that view.

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