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Author: dark88poet
Fiction Rated: T - English - Drama - Reviews: 3 - Published: 12-24-05 - Updated: 12-24-05 - id:2075931

I am tired
But I am proud
So hit me again

I can not kneel
I will not kneel

Everyday is a war
And you are my enemy

So I can not bow
My pride won’t let me

We argue but that is a joke
For you do not fight fair
Your words are as concrete as smoke

So I will blow
I will blow

I am tired
But I am proud
So hit me again

I can not kneel
I will not kneel

My pride won’t let me

A/N: Hey guys. I hope you enjoyed this poem, it means alot to me even though I didn't really know what I was writing until I finished it. I hope you like it and I would apreciate any reviews. Also, if you have some time, maybe you could check out my short story 5 minutes or my poem voodoo queen.

Much Luv.

Merry Christmas


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