FineA Poem by AraineYou ask me how I am, I'll never say happy, Never sad, ____, Eyebrows high, Flexing a smile, Your blow glances off of it, And I counter immediately, You have no time to open that wound, How's life? I'll never say great, Never terrible, ____, Muscles twitch, My armor dented, I bring up your own, Query your past to get you to talk, I put some distance between your blade and my shield, I'm ____ as I am, I'm ____ on my own, Work is ____, I'm feeling ____, Your blows are numb, You threw more hits but It's I who's won, You didn't even know that this was a war, That your sword was unsheathed and pistol drawn, But the spotlight's on you now, My smiling shield can rest, That's ____ with me, That's good with me, That's great with me, Don't worry, I'm ____.
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