My
MS creature, just happens to be
A
two headed brute, that’s living with me
With
two heads in sync, they work as a pair
Acting
together, the task they do share
One
so physical, attacks with a bite
The
other sneaky, it stays out of sight
One
is quite open, it’s showing its face
The
other stays veiled, less easy to trace
Whilst
both do injure, with wounds that will scar
The
hurt’s not the same, they’re not on a par
One
always bites deep, but still have the hope
With
help and support, I’ll learn how to cope
The
other is sly, and somewhat less kind
Rabid
and drooling, it snarls at my mind
My
beast of burden, that no one can kill
I
can live with it, for I have the will
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