I have two best friends, one night and one day.
they can't coexist, they wouldn't agree
So I keep them apart, where they should be.
Like fire and ice, they must stay away.
One side is bright always ready to play.
She stands in the light, I let her be me.
The other is dark like a storm at sea.
I tuck him away, I keep him at bay.
I sometimes feel bad for falling apart.
But the bits of my soul can never meet.
they are the pieces that fell off my heart.
And people should think that I am complete.
So, I will hide my dark little friend.
And with a sweet smile the world I greet.
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