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What a Time

What a year, a crazy year A long year its becoming What a change, so many changes I've changed and feel like running What a way, this growing way My way of anger it is growing What time, this lonely time This time true colors are now showing What a blast, was it a blast A blast at what you're doing Is it a game, your evil game Your game to ruin and undo me What is your point, please make your point My point is I've been lost my anger What is your plan, do you have a plan You see my plan it comes with danger What did you think, or even think Did you try to think at all What did you want, or hope to want Want to me to bow and fall What if I said, I said to you I said you've unlocked the beast What would you do, try to do Do you run or fight at least What has happened, and happened why Well you meant for it to happen What will I do, I will not run Will fight from the corner im backed in By Troy Toney 8-16-20

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