Deep inside, you know who you are
The thing buried deep
Deep into your heart
The calling of pain
The siren of hate
The piece of you, you think you didn't create
But I know who you are
Why you are here
To carry the evil, to carry the fear
Deep inside, you are stuck
And always will be, at the floor
of Hells welcoming door
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I would like to translate this poem
great deep meaning..........................