I'm a writer
And a fighter
An owl of the night
A bringer of light
I'm a lover
My heart, I uncover
I spew hate
To those who take the bait
On accident, you see?
No, it's on purpose I believe
Why so cold of a heart, you may be asking?
Nah, in the warmth it is basking
Don't look to hard or misinterpret
For I am being like everyone else, a hypocrite
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