A Life Split

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Known to growl,

And known to prowl.

I wander with pride,

And I'm often vied.

In the dark jungle,

Still is the night.

Under the shining moon,

Scared n affright.

Colored in gold,

And stripes of black,

Considered very bold,

Still I have cracks.

A tiger at heart,

God's work of art.

With my two left feet,

Sometimes ferocious, often sweet.

My life, less ordinary,

A bird I am, free.

Under the sky, starlit,

I'm a personality, split.

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A Split Personality

P.S. We often have our own failings. Usually, they are kept very personal, very close to our heart, never revealed. 

All of us have a bit of Dr. Jekyl and Mr. Hyde withing us. Our life, black and white, has several shades of grey.

We can be as ferocious as a tiger, or as meek as a rabbit.

Explore your dark side.