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I stared down at my foe Lying on the dense forest floor Bloodied and broken Harsh shallow breaths, from both parties are the only thing that break the silence The calm after our bout of champions I reach down, with my knuckles wounded and wet And pull his face close to mine "You want to remember, boy, that I play to win" I say "Like the scorpion said to the girl as she lay dying 'You knew I was poison when you picked me up'".
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Apr 26, 2016
Apr 26, 2016 at 12:28 PM UTC
Don't mess with this fire, you'll get burned
I stared down at my foe Lying on the dense forest floor Bloodied and broken Harsh shallow breaths, from both parties are the only thing that break the silence The calm after our bout of champions I reach down, with my knuckles wounded and wet And pull his face close to mine "You want to remember, boy, that I play to win" I say "Like the scorpion said to the girl as she lay dying 'You knew I was poison when you picked me up'".
dorian-zorne
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Apr 26, 2016
Apr 26, 2016 at 12:28 PM UTC
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