Fuck
Fuck this......
No matter how it gets presented.
No matter how much is tried.
Everything you do .
You'll just be right _sized.
Well ....fuck that.
Fuck your desire.
Fuck your choir.
Pretending there was a chance.
Saying that there was not.
I"ve barely got started, never got a shot.
All the things that make sense.
Every good reason why,
Is it an ancient bridge ?
My modern River Kwai??
Fuck it , I'm always going to try.
It certainly may be the wrong fight.
It's not an original kind of story.
The cause may be right or wrong.
I definitely don't belong.
Infringing on an ancient scene.
So little left in life.
Trying to make love.
Making only strife.
Well, fuck that......
I'm too deep in not to try.
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