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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. :)
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Jan 26, 2016
Jan 26, 2016 at 3:30 AM UTC
Answering My Own Questions (Who am I?)
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
#friends#fire#shadow#angel#ice#demon#wolf
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26/Trans Female
Jan 26, 2016
Jan 26, 2016 at 3:30 AM UTC
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