Yeah, it's sad, believe me my dear. When you're born to be in fear. Without the vim and verve
But I could show my prowess. Be a man, not a mouse. If I only had the nerve
I would love to show my metal instead of being a flimsy petal. A fate I don't deserve.
... and yet I'm kicked to the curve.
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