Guts will get you so far. Then they'll get you dead. Which is exactly what you get. When you fail to plan ahead. Not realizing the debacle you're in. But following because that's where your fucking balls lead. And no one hates a coward more then I. But there's more to a strategy, then rushing into a battle. All while being misled. By the testos
Rated: T - English - Poetry - Chapters: 1 - Words: 125 - Published: 10/14/2016