This is a poem I wrote in 2010. I imagine all of my poetry set to music but I am rarely able to come up with my own tunes. This one I imagine set to the tune of Hell’s Bells by AC/DC. Feel your blood flowin' through your veins How you feel you can't explain Life caught up with you livin it as a game Who never told you that's not okay? This morning you f-felt okay Should've known you'd go d-down t-today! You're stomach hurts you're turnin' white The world is spinnin' and your breathin's tight Instincts are screamin' fight or flight? Doesn't matter one bit once she has you in sight Doesn't matter if you w-win every f-fight Cassie'll getcha she'll getcha t-t-tonight!! Seeking the Golden Gloves it's on your face You've fought before and you like the taste Try to tell me you're one of the greats But you're still a member of the human race Cassie'll put you b-back in your p-place These Golden Gloves'll kn-kn-knock you t-to outer space!! It doesn't matter if you practice all night long It doesn't matter if you practice till dawn It doesn't matter what charms you have on Either way, in three seconds you'll be gone Makes no difference if-f you've done r-right or wrong You'll b-be on your back when the b-bell goes d-d-d-d-dong!!!
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