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Choice is an option Which one to take is your action Could be hard to mistake, You might need a self debate Which ever wins will be the bate Like a mystery Solving its mysterious state Make sense out of the hate The rebellion within you Is your own trouble Strive for the soul Its Essence for the struggle Made out of light Stronger than muscles Keeps you pumping with might Prepares you for a fight Knocks out peaces of the dark side Ceases to exist, Even after your body has faded out of sight
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Nov 3, 2012
Nov 3, 2012 at 12:36 AM UTC
Soul Troll
Choice is an option Which one to take is your action Could be hard to mistake, You might need a self debate Which ever wins will be the bate Like a mystery Solving its mysterious state Make sense out of the hate The rebellion within you Is your own trouble Strive for the soul Its Essence for the struggle Made out of light Stronger than muscles Keeps you pumping with might Prepares you for a fight Knocks out peaces of the dark side Ceases to exist, Even after your body has faded out of sight
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Sudanese
Nov 3, 2012
Nov 3, 2012 at 12:36 AM UTC
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