WarA war is being fought Not on foreign soil But inside me Deep within my soul A battle of biblical proportions Angel versus angel The fallen and the holy A fight without the concept of time Born inherent to each person Allowing it to continue Until the dawn of the end Each decision I make Equips the corresponding side Until finally The levee breaks One side begins to swarm Over poweringWar
And nearly drowning out The remaining opposition The only question that remains Is to which side Do I give the upper hand
nah nah nah nah nah sporin.
I like yoooou.
This place is difficult to make sense of.
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Whatever you are, be a good one!
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