Seeking
Stepping out into the world, I seek,
A deeper knowlegde of self... unquie.
Fighting rythem, fighting Rhyme.
Pearcing through the darkness of time.
How can I face who I am?
Not a coal, not a gem.
An angel of light, a demon of pain.
For all I do, what will I gain?
No more will I fight your war,
I'll turn my back now - there will be no more.
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