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Prisoner of War

by @tammy-boehm

I’m not your whipping post I’m not your stepping stone You think you got me cornered But I’m not in this fight alone You’ll find me standing strong In the middle of the danger zone You better bring your A game Do the worst that you can do Cuz I’m standing locked and loaded This is war and I’m gunning for you I’ve brought more than slings and arrows My sights are set and my aim is true This fight is a love thing You will never comprehend Rest assured the force that’s coming Will put your armies to an end Its ground you cannot take And a position you can’t defend Not even death will stop it You won’t get what you came here for You think that I am shaken But I’m not afraid of you any more You may kill but you cannot keep I’m not your prisoner of war TL Boehm 02/15/14
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Mar 7, 2016
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