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We look the same but we are not.

Two different people trapped in one body.

Both fighting for control.

Neither of us moving forward.

I am Harmony..

The half that bleeds honesty,

Love and hope are what circle me.

I would never hurt a fly,

People come and go but i can't say goodbye.

I am Tragedy.

The half that just doesn't care.

I thrive on making others cry and drink in their despair.

I would slash your tires then smile in your face.

Slander a family and bring home disgrace.