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Dear Lord, If you are here to pull my strings and topple me down, And I truly have no hope against the immensity of your meddling hands, You can just bet That I will give you one fantastic fight. Show me enough times that this life is for me to crumble And I will make it my constant mission To be nothing but a pain in your *** I will struggle, I will protest, I will rise again every ******* time Until you cut me off at the knees And then I'll crawl. I've got nerve in spades And don't you doubt it. Apparently, after all, you put it there. You yanked out my batteries and thought I'd drone down to a drained-out death But you forgot to take my nerve back, The little gritty sharp current that reanimates me, That spark that means I would use my last breath to rebel, defiant, against my demise. You might be the Divine Winner But I aim to misbehave. I aim to be the hardest conquest you ever attempt. Drag me to hell kicking and screaming, Or heaven, if you prefer- I'll fight you just the same, To stay Right Here. ...Amen.
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Nov 6, 2013
Nov 6, 2013 at 3:09 PM UTC
An Abundance of Nerve
Dear Lord, If you are here to pull my strings and topple me down, And I truly have no hope against the immensity of your meddling hands, You can just bet That I will give you one fantastic fight. Show me enough times that this life is for me to crumble And I will make it my constant mission To be nothing but a pain in your *** I will struggle, I will protest, I will rise again every ******* time Until you cut me off at the knees And then I'll crawl. I've got nerve in spades And don't you doubt it. Apparently, after all, you put it there. You yanked out my batteries and thought I'd drone down to a drained-out death But you forgot to take my nerve back, The little gritty sharp current that reanimates me, That spark that means I would use my last breath to rebel, defiant, against my demise. You might be the Divine Winner But I aim to misbehave. I aim to be the hardest conquest you ever attempt. Drag me to hell kicking and screaming, Or heaven, if you prefer- I'll fight you just the same, To stay Right Here. ...Amen.
mikaila
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Nov 6, 2013
Nov 6, 2013 at 3:09 PM UTC
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