Who am I as I walk this life striding with bold steps as I move towards my destiny
I am a Stone Golem to those that see me unnerving and imposing creating a path before
None venture close enough to see the cracks in the stone that have appeared over the course of life
Imperfections in design leave me weakened but they go unseen by those that fear someone unknown
My soul is Gemini through and true representing the good and bad that comes with that fame
I introduce you to one whose heart is as black as night and cares for only himself
To one who gets a job done no matter the cost or sacrifices that have to be made
He is one who commits statutory crimes with parents consent and leaves security hell bent
He’s your friend till you are no longer useful and is a danger to all around
Seducer, adultrer, women married or not ride the rod when it stands
Disciplined and sturdy overly brave and looking to have Satan fear him in his home
He is the one whose needs out weigh the many and with cold logic he makes his stand
Meet the twin that keeps him in check through sheer force of will
The one with a sick yellow fire burning in his heart barely keeping the dark one away
It is not strength of character but fear of loosing himself that represses the others desire
Inteligent, studious, well read, mental challenge is his favorite fun
Is willing to be the sacrificial lamb to make sure family and friends are safe
He is positive and radiates good will like golden rays of sun
He is loyal, but will stand with you ou of fear of him loosing face before you
A Poet, Lover, Musician, Singer, an artist, a tru disciple of what it means to be Gemini
A man who understands God is the only way
Together they are me and I am they no one indvidual
they fight to exist not knowing that becoming one would mean there salvation
To be a drunk then help a drunk is a the way of two souls
To prey on the weak then pray for the weak is a sign of contradiction in soul
To steal from a man then feed his child may seem like compassion from my soul
A soul that dosen’t know whether it is pleasant or evil but lives on any way
I have played in Paris and been shot at in da ‘Grove
I have tasted wines in Germany and drank beer from dirty backroom glasses
I have climbed to the top of mountains in triumph heart filled with pride
I have climbed down ladders illicit goods in hand and tears in my eye
To see me is to see contadiction and loose yourself to it
And to leave me alone in the twisted caverns of my soul
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