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A divvied soul to break the monotony,
A split makes so much sense these days.
Ancient ways with crippled words are relevant?
No split, maadam. Your choice.

He’s not a lost cause, she screams.
She pleads, she agonizes, she defends, she stands firm.
His hands are clean, and his heart pure, surely his lips are chary.
No split, maadam, Your choice.

So broken, tears won’t mend a tattered soul,
They flow, they bleed, they dream they fight.
It’s just a wire-bound world awaiting a fall.
No split maadam, your choice.