DarkphoenixZX

One is not a number; it is two I glow even when night didn't come I glow when darkness passes by I sip sugar with my lips But even it became hollow; I didn't let go With gritting my teeth, I live With scissors in my chest, I love Dusk is my biggest enemy It is the time when my conscious is not mine I am a brother, a father and a lover A brother for a nursery upstairs A father for a living room in the same level A lover for a prison downstairs Though my heart does not beat, I will live Until one is no longer my number, but two