Cheap Shot
You opened your mouth, to shoot out daggers
when I turned my back to you
What a cheap shot... you coward
spit your cutting words at me
and watch me heal faster than you can cut
I am not one to be whittled
And now I have new armor
so you can not cut me again
I bleed for me alone now
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