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The Sun Don't Shine In Gotham

The Sun Don't Shine In Gotham

I've seen filtered skies
Well adjusted 
    Move darkness eyes,
Light steers clear of here
So much so.....
We don't glimpse trampled up dust,
Good deeds
Not done enough;
But what's done, is force feeding
The demons
All their sins, to retain force field filter
            And keep the filth in.
I wonder why.....
There's always rain
            The poor,
      And helpless exclaim.....
It aides in washing the tears away.
Along my walk
Through the chess-board city
Apart of the dark
Watching, people move
As pawns and puppets;
Tracing strings to source
Illuminating evil, with a darker evil.

I know why
The sun don't shine
Here.....it is the perfect fit
For the dark knight's mask.

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Tony Taylor

I TOTALLY LOVE THIS D!!............your use of language........... the darkness painted is brimming over with skill in bringing to light your Love of this amazing series.........I think I've read every comic and seen every film......... started collecting the series in the late 1960's............I Love what you,ve done here.......... brought a part of the truth of the early DC stuff to light............ after he came back from retrieving the blue flower.......... He knew he had to strike fear into the hearts and souls of those who would seek to do harm to that which his father help build............VERY cool stuff bro........ awesome writing...............T xo

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Devon La Porte

Thanks a bunch brother for your wonderfully encouraging compliment. How ingenious was he to take his fear and pit it against his enemies? Much respect to you, peace.

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