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THE FIGHT FROM WITHIN
Fighting the darkness from deep within,
This other side that wants to win,
Roar of a lion squeak of a mouse,
The darkness crying to be let out.
This is the highest quality,
Of me deciding on morality,
For mortality is a rising catastrophe,
I can't handle this evil mastery.
Me fighting me,
This I can't understand really.
Is this me or is this me,
Nobody would be...
Thursday 23rd August 2018 6:51 pm
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