Strangers leave within me, both says the other is wrong, so who is right? I'm stock within their web, a prisoner of my own mind. I stand intertwined in confusion, questioning who is who, as neither of them seems true.

One stranger whispers sweet nothings, a gentle breeze that soothes my soul. It's the voice of reason, of logic and sense, guiding me towards the light. Yet, the other stranger hisses deceit, a sly serpent that weaves a web of lies. It's the voice of temptation, of desire and sin, luring me into the night.

But which one is the truth? Which one is the lie? I'm lost in the labyrinth of my own thoughts, chasing shadows that lead me nowhere. The strangers within me wage a war, a battle of evil tagging  good evil or good saying evil isn't good.

I'm torn between the two, a soul divided, a heart that's broken. I yearn for the truth, but it's hidden from me. The strangers within me laugh, a mocking echo that haunts me still. I'm trapped in this endless cycle, a maze of confusion, where the lines are blurred and the truth is unknown.

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