churning
diving
swooping
skiving
for a bliss
sweet music’s kiss
an ache’s a beat your heart has won
from fiendish jabs
from worthless scum
this pit
this hole
it took your mind
your every will
to fight to find
so don’t be sad
don’t be in pain
please don’t be glum
don’t break your chain
that rattle and creak is fully earned
through foes left floored
and faces burned.
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