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Testosterone Alone

One test men face on their own is the one against testosterone cus men get bitter and moan try bring you to pits be shown It’s the petty repeating a challenge they chew over a mental weakling hasn’t what you own men become bitter witches bothered by what they haven’t look to get the better witnessed banter apparent within their shallow waters shadows stalk with no shortage of bows and arrows to assault insecurities break the barrier caught up in their flaws now attack your character out to bring you to floor they want to distract impact and trap you to crack deny chances stump advances stop natural advantage leave you stranded they understand you as better pile in together Hunter gathering skills scavengers saboteurs sadly sadden you man is no amateur as a predator we apex don’t take bets we the best thus damage expectus we also survived being hunted as we escaped or confronted as hunters we're at the front back and sides with claws wings arms legs tails in stride we can go walk fly dive sail we're supplied so when one man fights another no one man has the upper tall broad short clever no one man above another this is when testosterone looms tests offering doom elephant in the room eliminating one soon it can leave you depleted weakened in defeat and there's no sympathy to seek pathetic like a geek you handle it alone removed from a throne in an unattractive zone with only you alone you have to pick yourself up find strength not self destruct you feel embarrassed muppet you must rise above it it's lonely with no loving but no tears come no blubbing adrenaline rush you're livid the energy found is vivid get up get back go give driven impulse not a decision a buzz of courage propels hell is given Anyone out to terror me on my territory will fail terribly I’m telling thee I’ll tear 'em a new tear two if need too remove intruders grow nasty ruder bruise and injure ruthless loose tooth fracture induce stress mentally wreck won't brake press leave broken mess show respect to us or I'll be forced to resort with a force never have shortage That’s how testosterone roam to test us on our own a test women ain’t known with their harsh words pulled hair and slap happy crap you live on your own when you’re born as a chap stand up and fight for more than your own back face danger in strangers ignore a mentality with scars it strains us women get comforted after pain men get conjured do it again

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