He Is
He is dark. He knows exactly what words will cut to the soul. He can be downright sadistic at times. He also has the spirit and soul of a poet. When you think he must have a heart as black as the still buried coal hidden in the crevices of some forgotten mine, the guard comes down and you see that there is some light shining through the cracks of that hear of coal. He is exasperating, and endearing, at the same time. He is who God created him to be, who years of life's varying experiences have molded him to be and I don't think I would change a single thing about him.
He is... Not me
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