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Fighting the Darkness

When pain and suffering rips me a part That's when rage and adrenaline begins to start My soul feels broke, torn all to shreds Wanting to knock fools upside their heads My eyes see red and my blood run cold My mercy and love wants to hold Darkness takes over my feeble brain Driving my mind to be insane Yet I refuse to let my mind go dark Or else evil will leave it's mark For my soul would be stained and my hands would be bloody All sounds would cease and my sight would be muddy And when the storm finally passes I will rise above the ashes

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Date: 1/3/2015 10:10:00 AM
Yes, we each must battle with darkness, because it exists. It is real. To overcome, we look up. Toward the Light of the World.
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