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You may think whatever you shove down my throat, I'll swallow, but you don't know that I'm a biter.

I was raised to stand up for myself, to be aware, to question everything, to not cower down but to be a fighter.

You may wrap your poison around my hopes, my body, my life and even my mind until you are victorious...or so it seems.

But what you've got, I gave you.  True battle is a dance of sacrifices to protect what's most important and so...I shall simply change my dreams.
Written by WestcoastWeirdo (Broken Brainworks)
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