Though My Enemy May Knock Me To the Ground
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Though my enemy may knock me to the ground
I try to keep my hatred chained and bound
It scream and it pulls
Like a thousand raging bulls
I use every bit of love I own
To keep it from being shown
Anger, rage, and furry
Makes everything go blurry
I have so much sorrow and fear
Because my enemy cannot see clear
I cry out for them to flee
As my hatred finally breaks free
Now I sit here all alone
Crying because my enemy is gone
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