Jekyll and Hyde

I’m torn between being a good person

And following my desire

With the night I worsen

And play recklessly with fire

Everything I’m engaging with

Is woven with danger and risk

But I tremble as your hands give

As we playfully frisk

I’m a slave to the euphoria

Of something so dark but consuming

Your mouth becomes my emporia

A world we keep on resuming

I know I make you question it all

Your life, your desires, your internal fire

But as you push me against the wall

I’m not the only beautiful little liar

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