I will not allow you to hurt me anymore
I've polished my armor and am prepared to suit up
I can see through your act
And if this is the way you want it,
I'm ready for your attack
I will not wallow in pity
I do not seek revenge
I just thought you should know
I'm putting your game to an end
There is no winner
Just one big Loser
The Backlash
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