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The calm, the eerie still before the storm
Nature herself supports this, this crime is one approved by God
That's what he tried to wrap his head about, certainly with no luck
Strange enough, he knew still that it had to be done
Days went by and by in quick rapid succession
His thoughts started to linger, to drown him from every direction
He looked more lost, like he was stuck in another dimension
Like he had fought battles in his head, and lost every single one
Alas, he looked up and smiled
He sent quivers, deep chills down it's spine
He was not alone, he had come for a fight
Staring straight across him was one that would make his life
One, two, three, the deep breaths he took in,
It was finally time, to face the reality he was in
He'd lost in his head, countless times than you'd think
He'd accepted defeat, buh still, he'd fight to win
He looked around, picked up his trusty old axe
Noticed the shovel, buh they had an axe to grind
Perhaps, it's the cause we're about to find
Perhaps, the cause takes his life
He stood and fought with bravery he never found
Their battle cries, devastating, as loud as an hellhound's
It's time to put you to rest, you were shown mercy being bound
This time, I'll face you till the death, only death will do us part
So they fought, and they fought both of them blind
As he'd seen, victory was never his from the start
He was awaiting death, patiently, right up until now
He'd lost hope, until he saw that light
He saw something worth fighting for, and continued fighting
Whether or not he won mattered little, he wouldn't give up easily
This battle would go on for ages, he said eyes brimming
This war, will not be lost by me, I promise you this
Now, I've been thinking, what exactly was it?
Asking you, what did you think he dueled with?
It was a who?, okay, who was it??
Maybe you're both going through the same thing
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