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Jan 2016
Tweedle-dum, tweedle-dire,
I met a man who was all fire
"I fight for justice, I seek revenge,
I use violence to avenge".

Tweedle-dum, tweedle-dice
I met a man who was like ice
"I use my words to get my way
My tongue is a whip and you will pay".

Tweedle-dee, tweedle-dallow,
I met a man who was a shadow
"I keep secrets in the night,
Never exposing them to the light."

Tweedle-dee, he looked lost,
This angel I knew called Permafrost
"I do what I must to provide good advice,
Fate can wait and chance is but a dice."

Tweedle-o, oh I dare,
To tell you about a demon named Nightmare
"To **** you is my ultimate goal,
I'll bleed you out and devour your soul."

Tweedle-o, tweedle roolf,
I was surprised to meet a wolf
"I supply to those in need,
I protect and defend this wolf-pack I lead".

I realise I've been talking to myself
"Who am I, or am I someone else?"

I laugh and smile as I figure, in the end,
That I already know who I am

All of them, and they make me
I am Conor:
A wolf, an angel, a demon,
Two opposites and
A shadow
All under my name

Tweedle-o, that was easy,
Now you know what makes me.... me.

:)
seems a little bit childish, but it fits :) enjoy. Oh, and before I go.... this one is to all my friends. I'm not that much of a mystery. Shock, horror, I'm not actually that complicated... *faint*
Viseract
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Viseract  23/Trans Female/Adelaide
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