Give me something to fuel this craving

I lay to rest

A ragged wretch

Half ripped off flesh is flailing

Her body is worn

Unclean and unkept

Take away from me my words of hurt

Cease fire now

I am finished fighting

Replace the bad with signs of change

She is banished

I threw her out

There is just me that fills this shell

Maybe my child

You are wrong

I battle on for as long as you shall live

Why so suprised?

You could at least be welcoming

You and me, would we really risk it all?

Author's Notes/Comments: 

A duel personality fighting against themself, each side trying to gain total control. But neither side can win without destroying themself in the process.

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