Never Broken
Just because I'm broken doesn't mean I'm beat,
There's a lot I'll admit but never defeat,
There's still a fire in my eye,
A warriors spirit that refuses to die,
I'll reach into my bag of tricks,
Pull a fast one out my sleeve,
And then just watch your expression,
Are you beginning to seethe?
I've been here before,
I'll probably be here again,
But you live your life and I'll live mine,
And I'll keep moving and be just fine.
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