On my Shoulders

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"Keep it all inside," says devil.

"Never tell a soul-

I want only the best for you,

For now you do not know.

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"Your hackneyed ways are weary

You're wounded and you're weak.

Let me help you up the stairs

To happiness you seek."

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Is it all this easy?

The fear inside me dies

'Till somewhere from my other side,

"No!" the angel cries.

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"You're better and you're stronger

Than he wants you to think

Turn from His path no longer."-

The devil starts to shrink.

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But he gets back up again

And halo locks with horn

They battle and they argue,

'Till early in the morn.

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Eventually they both rise up

To take one final blow

With weary eyes they look to me,

Say "Choose before we go."

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I look back and forth,

Confused to death and torn

I do not know which one is right

And which one I should scorn.

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So then they both just sigh and leave,

I am left to self-defend

But no one every passes by-

There are no hands to lend.

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So giving up into the gray-

A mixture dark and light-

My vain struggle to find the truth,

I let go with all my might.

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