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Apr 2015
You want to fight? Fine.
Swing your punch, hit my face,
Nose getting ******,
Eyes swelling to the colour of purple grapes,
The hate of your punch clear
In the arrogant way you stand.

You want to fight? Fine.
You'll never beat the fury out of my words.
Rockie
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Rockie  18/F
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