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Don't be another one of those
the emissaries who use me
I have stepped away, turned and moved
on away from many another
who all but begged for my
barrage, knowing me and what I am capable of
in their shoddy minds, thinking
nothing useful
I am no scapegoat, nor am I a whipping boy
I am no prisoner, nor slave
I am not your victim, or friend
Fight me down if you must
to make yourself feel better
stand taller, as you loom over
my beaten body
You won't ever know, in your mind
as I am your threat
that in my mind
I am the victor, and I
have already won