The energy withim this soul is fine
Behind those fine energy the lies rests.I was eaten by my shadow
To others, it may sound shallow.But for me, that shadow,
Brought my spirit so low.I am at the top
Of saying it a pop
But downed spirit, make it flop.
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THE DARK kNIGHT: INTO THE NIGHT
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