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Fight
Fight the hands.
The hands that grab you,
They push and pull.
Fight those eyes.
Those eyes filled with hate,
They accuse you.
Fight those minds.
The minds filled with rude thoughts,
Because you are not like them.
Fight those words.
The words sharp like knives,
Trying to stop you.
Fight those tears.
That try to expose you,
Along with your pain.
Fight those people.
That try to break you,
Because you are stong.
The hands that grab you,
They push and pull.
Fight those eyes.
Those eyes filled with hate,
They accuse you.
Fight those minds.
The minds filled with rude thoughts,
Because you are not like them.
Fight those words.
The words sharp like knives,
Trying to stop you.
Fight those tears.
That try to expose you,
Along with your pain.
Fight those people.
That try to break you,
Because you are stong.
Published 5th Oct 2011
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