The holder of true power is always hidden

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A single line which no one dares to cross

Those who stand in the light and those who stand in the shadows

The power in which each side holds is unbelievable

Sadly they still remain rivals 

Each wanting more and more power than they can contain 

Striving to drive each other out


Like a everlasting war you could say

Polar opposites clashing together

Destroying the small chance they had at peace

Destroying their only chance of survival 

Both too naive to realize what was hiding right under their noses

The true fight is still yet to come


Only a single victor will stand tall when the dust clears

The light nor the dark will even compare to what is awaiting them

A sad tale set in stone just awaiting to unfold upon them

Maybe it was fate or maybe not

Maybe it just comes to show

The holder of true power is always hidden

The one pulling all the strings is yet to be revealed   

 Still yet to show it's true form


I guess the ugly truth will finally show It's face

The sweet lie both sides believed that their true rival was each other

When this is all over nothing will be left

Not a single soul to share their story

No one will even remember what used to stand on this ground

Once their done with them 

Everything will be different







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