Fight

by Krystal   Jul 17, 2006


I shall not wither through the rain,
I shall not stop fighting through the pain,
The bird keeps fighting through the storm,
The snake still slithers, as does the worm,
I shan't give up my painful flight,
I shan't stop running through the night,
For when all is right and all is done,
All shall laugh and have some fun.

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