A Fight Song
When it takes certain darkness to truly see light,
or a butterflies wings flap can swing with great might,
Dare say true pleasure's joys purely present through pain,
Too then can we assume even true soul's paired fight?
I have a dear friend who's as loved as a brother,
as quick as a whip with his mind in the gutter
With Me! And that humor sick dark like my mother's,
No never would I ever trade for another!
Small minded to promise our path never falters,
That voices at decibels shake the still waters
Still this small promise kept, that our rage ne'er striker
To you love stays loyal, and always will fight for
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