Speak your words, loud and foul and see my head, turning
Raise your fist, high and big and see my chin, lifting
Twirl your knife, flipping end over end and hear my voice, daring
Turn the chamber, spinning round and round and see my smile, taunting
Do your worst and I'll do my best and we'll see who wins this dance of death
While I learn so very well a new way to hate you.
Thursday, January 3, 2008
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