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The devil resides in my
right arm
&
God,
my left
sometimes I wonder
what would be
left
if I decided to not take action from fear of choosing the wrong step

hell coexists in
my mind
&
Heaven,
my heart
yet I think
that’s indeed my
art
the ability to manifest the myriad of universes within me as opposing they are

nightmares dwell within
my sleep
&
Hope,
my breath
where in that
reality fosters fantastical
depth
that every intake harbours the fate my world could change for the best

My reality is torn into two by
my existence
&
Yet,
life ensures
my contradictory nature
leads to positivity
assured
a metamorphosis turning my
temptations to strength guaranteeing
ethereal horizons to be made
broad
Misgivings
taught,

fallacies
absorbed,

perceptions
formed,

lies
endorsed,

pain
enamoured,

hope
dormant,

meaning­
strife,

decisions
diced,

aimlessness
concise
The face of
deception
many may
show
for the
laceration
in their hearts
continues to
grow

bound
&
stricken

fear tearing them
apart
to all those who can see and
listen
whilst dwelling in the enclosure of their
hate
the catalyst to the ****** of
their
fate

confound
&
livid

the poison of their melancholy
setting a necroses to all
there is worth
living
Jealousy
&
greed
setting fire to the
wind
directing humanity
ever closer to
sin
You say
life is
meaningless

I say
that’s the only way
you can give it your own
purpose
existence alone is art
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