My Split…

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Two chair full of crap, one bed made of scrap, Its all a messy room.
I am living abandoned, like a thrash, with some one, don’t know whom?
He is inside me, holding me tightly. “Um all around him”.
One good “me”, One bad “he”, an angel and a sin. .
Confusingly aware, scratching my head, Um in deep shit!
He is in me, and, i am in him… “He is my split”

On a crowded street, Um driving freak, Roadway like a dice.
Deteriorating concentration, Loosing senses, Darkness in my eyes.
the bad part takes me over, And i just can’t maneuver . .
To kill me, Clear his line, Oh god! Is he trying.
Confusingly aware- That i am in deep shit.
One good “me”, One bad “he”, “He is my split”.

He is haunting me, and wanting me, to give up and surrender
Its a fight, Of…

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