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It started out simple, with a flash of light. A yellow demon running like hell, Running in the dark of night, The night that Nora Allen fell.   It didn’t hesitate to take her life,
Flash! Smile! Turn! Stop! Lighter! Darker! Thinner! Smaller! Stronger! Weaker! Meeker! Flash! Smile! Stop! Tighter! Shorter!
Behind the masks, the lights, the flash I’m here, I feel, I fear The truth told by the melody only in my head is a felony Behind the flash and the pretentions of trends
You can stare into a glossy surface, water stained but, you can see what you strive to see  a reflective pool rippled with a flash  the corners of my lips lift  with yours. An eerie imitation 
The flash- The filter- It's how I hide.   The picture that everyone sees isn't me though It's just a reflection of this person That yes looks practically like me
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