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On the 66 note
Why do I always have to overdo it?
I was told I was tough today
Like a massacre
Cigarette swizzling as I put it out on the crease between my thumb and my forefinger
Pain is a dream
I guess that’s why I don’t get enough sleep
I’m already dreaming awake
Call me crazy or masochistic
But there’s nothing like the rush
Of fists and kicks flying at you
Pumbling you
Backing you up into a corner.
My mama always told me never let them see you scared
Even if you’re shaking in your boots
Don’t cower
Stand up tall and straight
Look them in the eye in the face
Thats why I knew it was time to move on
when I could no longer look at you in the face.
Much less the eye
I could see the crazy side of you in those eyes
So cold
Setting me ablaze
Like hell froze over
Blue ice
Because people seem to forget
Freezing burns too.

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