A/N: This just popped in my head randomly and I couldn't get it out, so I typed it. I'm not a poet, and I suck with 'hidden meanings', so if something doesn't make sense to you, it definately won't make sense to me tomarrow when I'm not over tired and hungover on caffine and sugar. Any way, please enjoy.
I am and He Is
I am day and he is night.
He is darkness and I am light.
Warmth burns within my heart and soul;
His mind is frozen, rigid self-control.
Honor and morality he rants like a mantra;
I don't know where to stand on those spectra.
Rage fills my sights with crimson,
He is calm and cool in comparison.
But we are given one guaranty,
I am him and he is me,
And, when all is said and done,
We have fought as one.
A/N: Now that that's out and my mind can shut-up, I am going to bed. Buenas Noches, Mis Amigos!
