There are two of me in this world of mine,
One is strange and dark the other is happy like sun shine,
Watch them both die before your eyes,
See which is the true and which is full of lies,
One will die from a whole in his heart,
The other will die from the cold because the fire won't start,
As soon as the sticks spark a flame,
The pain in my heart will go away,
Both are connected in some way,
But what will happen when both spirits run away,
And the moon and the stars are out of sight,
When there is darkness and no more light.
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