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It came over like a sudden dark cloud of oppression 

Still a surprise even though I saw it coming,

Breathing taunts down my neck 

Threatening it with breaking 

Bending my back past aching 

I stuffed all my self worth in my big Ass trunk 

I turned Ass up and left that place upside down 

I turned up for myself 

I watch the storm form inside out

Such a hope of winning it had

All hollow victory to rival all hollow victories 

Scraping up the win from the floor of chaos and desperation 

I'm taking my losses and gambled them on winning 

And I did, 

Who'd of thought such tyranny could bring me such happiness and others turmoil? Well to the victor goes the spoils 

Even if all that was won was what was spoilt

Happy wallowing in your victory 

I'm off losing like a real winner

Coming back to life on my terms.

My way.

And your Big Ass Battle got me that! 

Now you deal with it.

I made happy because of you.