I'm not built for this fight
She said
That was then
And this is now
Wipe my brow
Take it all again
Chagrin
You can have my chin
I'll take your shin
Punch
Beat
Up on my feet
No defeat
The ropes feel good
Buried in my back
I attack
You're going to learn
I feel better for the burn
Sweat dripping in my eyes
Animal cries
8 rounds is nothing
Give me more
I'm not even sore
I'll laugh as you close
Your swollen eyes
Raise my hand
I've all ready won
This round
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