I have felt anger and have wanted to kill
as I searched for a way to quell my rage
It came to my like an angel’s soft kiss
touching my heart through an out flow of love.
Sometimes all it takes is a soft touch
upon the callus heart that lies within
There are two different beings that lie within
One clings to life the other wants to kill.
Both are inspired by the proper touch.
Both battle their ideological rage.
These opposing angels of hate and love.
We waver the line as to whom we kiss.
As we put them in power with a kiss
All this we do with thoughts deep within
We each must chose the angel we love
For both have nothing more than time to kill
Remember this when your about to rage.
Pay mind to those things we want to touch.
Sometimes it is the darkness we think we love
and we find ourselves addicted to such a touch
Why do we find pleasure in the thought of a kill.
and who does not dream of a beautiful kiss?
There are two different sides that war within.
Back and forth to and fro the battle rages
Like no other battle has ever raged
We want darkness, we also want our love
Therefore there is no settling within
We seize the power that we want to touch.
Accept it with the passion of a kiss.
We love one the other we try to kill.
Deep within our souls a battle rages.
We feel the touch and pick who we love.
We kill who we kiss we kiss who we kill.
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