i look in the mirror and what do i see
same old body, same old face
with varying expressions maybe
we've all been told each Dr. Jekyll has his Mr. Hyde
we all have our Frankensteins
so, is there someone else inside
you would know because you always do
is the fondness so complete
or is there a wolf sometimes peering through
or more importantly.. does it matter
could anything ever really tear
this fabric spun so precious
no, the darker can never dare..
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