I fight my own battles.
I've not been known to lose a wager
Never backed down from a scuffle,
My intuition cuts like a razor.
I wrestle armed inner demons
For a shot of inspiration.
I live from my heart
I live for my heart.
I don't cry for help in danger
I get creative with my anger.
I know who the enemy is
So I die daily for practice.
I'm careful not to lose form;
A wink of an eye and I'm done.
I know how treacherous is
The clamber for the top.
I'll hang by the skin of my teeth,
This is personal, and I can't stop.
Akpan
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