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Crooked
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tragedy Mettle
Iron in my blood.
I will bend
but will not break.
Attack
It is all you know.
I will defend
I know what is at steak
Pelted
With lies and wrongs
I will dent
but not cave in
tried
My will is mighty
Your sworded tongue weak
I must contest
Work
I loved
You made me despise
hopeless cause
anticipate
The worst
I will win
At the cost of breaking all...
I really like this poem its
I really like this poem its quite accurate in life more now than ever as you se e its a constant struggle and battle with everything you do like you have too fight for acceptance from people that should not matter since they can't accept you for who you are in the firstplace. Very well written I love your work hun I am never disappointed when I read your poetry
Oh my gosh, thankyou.
Oh my gosh, thankyou. Juggalette! I am Chauffed! :) I'm enjoying your writes too very much so to see this comment just made my day! HUGSS! :D
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
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