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Raging Battles Waring Madly-
To speak to those troubles, do they even care;
To walk out those battles of warring battles never won;
And I am beset, beside myself a relic;
Gather the bones, bury all the treasures and jewels;
RAGING BATTLES WARING MADLY-
Tis open seasons on the poor;
It's time to lock the doors;
Comfort for the spoils;
I no longer a mama's boy;
RAGING BATTLES WARING MADLY-
Sparks begin to fly;
Fishes do they cry;
Amidst the screams;
About those dreams;
RAGING BATTLES WARING MADLY-
To speak to those troubles, do they even care;
To walk out those battles of warring battles never won;
Yet raging battles waring madly~
Copyright ©
James Edward Lee Sr.
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