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Bring it on

You think you have the upper hand?

Ha! I say to you, good sir

Ha I say, you delusional fool

 

Bring it on

Your hurtful words

The hidden threat behind the syllables

 

Careful what I wish for?

Nay, if I actually get what I wished for

Then you would be a man

 

You would treat her with respect

With dignity and honor

But it is a failed wish on you

 

So go ahead

Do your worse

Just try to reach me up here

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Jun 9, 2012
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