For the courageous soul only
CRUMBLE, STUMBLE, FALL! yells the adversary voice
Tears and depression then springs from this saddened heart.
STUPID COWARD! Outcry this voice again
hurt, but determine this courageous soul yells:
No longer will you cave me in with your words!
No longer will your thoughts control my every move!
I AM A FIGHTER! I WILL SEE THIS THROUGH
because I was born a warrior to conquer demons like you.
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