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We lower our masks over our faces, Put on our armor, and get into our places. You start with a playful jab But it ****** more than you know. I raise my weapon in defense, You take a couple of steps back. I think the match is done Until you come swinging Because you need to know that you've won. If only you could take your mask off when we're not sparring; Maybe then we wouldn't need to fight.
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Jan 1, 2019
Jan 1, 2019 at 1:55 PM UTC
Mask On
We lower our masks over our faces, Put on our armor, and get into our places. You start with a playful jab But it ****** more than you know. I raise my weapon in defense, You take a couple of steps back. I think the match is done Until you come swinging Because you need to know that you've won. If only you could take your mask off when we're not sparring; Maybe then we wouldn't need to fight.
peachykelsey
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24/F/New Jersey
Jan 1, 2019
Jan 1, 2019 at 1:55 PM UTC
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