In my heart lies a mate
One is peace, the other gross pervert.
Hidden from the eyes of sane
Rarely comes out and hides again!
I have a very mild heart!
But you have seen its secret art!
One is poet, so dashing
Unlike the other, who’s clashing!
The artist is often afraid
She would be seen if she not evade!
Have you seen the darker side?
Oh, but I always know how to hide!
She is cruel, uncaring to her prey
So twisted, she hides from light of the day!
But deeper inside is a child
Fair skin, soft voice, so mild!
Further still is a baby
Sucks mother’s milk maybe!
Years passes with silent resound
Yet another person quickly is found!! ... Ellie bing