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Black Energy


The one with the crooked smile and vibrant laugh, the one who was determined to do well and accomplish what could be achieved That was the one they loved She has now flown away Problems swarm around deep inside her as black energy consumes Her Why do you call my name Why do you expect an answer You have already lost me You will never find me I refuse to let you touch Me I will never go back to being the one you knew, she was fiction, I am real.
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