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He was rage.
He roared like a lion, attacked like a snake
Unleashed, he was almost unstoppable
His voice was laced with sarcasm, a hint of laughter on the tip of his tongue
A smirk was always plastered to his pasty white face
The moon kissed his cheeks while the sun shied away
He was bright colours and dark moods
He was blood and he was brilliant and he was breathtaking
He was green and red
He could whisper sweet as sugar or spit fiery as venom
Nothing in-between
He was terrifying, so terrifying
He was fury.
He crept like a cat, attacked like a bear
His fury was never-ending
He was cracked.
He was two men, one by day one by night
He was gentle yet strong
He was quiet yet loud
He could seduce as well as he could reject
He was black and blue
Sun-kissed and beautiful, yet hid in the shadows
Raw power
He could destroy cities over-night or rebuild them by morning
Nothing in-between
He was everything and nothing
There were two men
Two sides of the same coin
So so wrong
Yet so right
Beautiful, flawed
Two jigsaw pieces that fit together, despite displaying different images
Different yet the same
Fury and Rage.
The In-between.