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Since we’ve begun to box
In gloves
In an open ring sans gong, but love
That’s hurt inside every time she cried
You would hook me a little bit deeper; the eye

The eye follows, as the narrowing sight
Against the light your hurt head shows
And I, in the step of a Johnny Depp
Stutter from this to mine hurt
That side.

The ring is a place fit
For those who fear no defeat.
Defeat is for the mighty
In their declining days.


2012-08-26

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