My words are my weapon,
My only protection.
The only real forces
in my possession.
Like thunder they roll
and like lightning they strike
They cut and they sting
and they put up a fight
They'll seek you, and bind you,
and call you a coward
They steal beauty and peace
like a knife to a flower
They come at you hard,
they take their desire
Though they burn in my throat
like hell's hottest fire
I meant them to hurt you,
to take back what was mine
To show you my anger,
and to damage your pride
You made me a fool
and you never thought twice
And now by resentment,
you're paying the price
I meant what I said
in the midst of my fury
But now that it's done..
please....please forgive me
-Bing
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