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who am i


nothing can be seen it's pitch black with all the darkness with in me there's only a ray of light to find my way my way to the old me from the sun tot he moon in a flash can;t remember who it feels to be in the sun in the warm, bright, smiling sun i'm in the shade of the moon the dark, cold, mischievous moon butterflies are bats my heart says no my mind says yes i try to keep the darkness with in so it won't hurt anyone it doesn't, yet i want it to i'm tired, tired of being a puppet of people pulling my strings i use to be a dog listening to my master but now i am the boss of my own destiny no one can tell me who i am what i am and what i will become the evil is silently growing the good is fading away the old me vs. the new me who i want to be is misguided who i truly am is lost lost in a sea of emotions the puzzle of life has confused me i will listen to both but not act i will chose the one in the end for the right one for me is the one that is me
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