Fight

The Blood drips

From your chin

But you still press on

You won’t give in

To the sting

To the pain

You stand to your feet

And take a swing at his face

He doesn’t seem to feel the blow

So you duck his shot and

Try again

This time you see the pain

Hidden inside his pupils

So you hit him again

This time you’re not defeated

Never again

Will you beYou Left Me for dead

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