Rise

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Go ahead,

Knock me on the floor,

And laugh your cruel laugh.

 

I will rise. 

Better and stronger,

With bones made of bronze,

I will destroy everything about you.

 

I will annihilate your history,

and rewrite my own.

You, will be the first.

 

So go ahead,

knock me on my ass,

and laugh your cruel laugh,

but I'll be waiting.

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