Praise
I wanted you to fight for me
But you sent me into battle with no armor
Made me fight against my own blood
Turned me rabid
And when I had no more fight left
I still did not do enough to earn your praise
There was no war I could win to make me worthy of your love
I have since stopped fighting
No scar
No victory
Could make me enough
Now I’m enough for me
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You go, girl! Nicely done!