competition, a breeze
the battle, fair
the winner, an enemy
the loser, a hero
the pain aches, you gave it all
the sweat, a waste
the training, nulified
the cheer, now gloats
i can reach it
i can grab it
i can be it
i can touch it
the rope was short
the fingers were crossed
the cuts were deep
the pain eats my will
stab through the heart
the dagger of triumph
the blood of fear
the winner's will
cheer for the winner
raise his hands
accept defeat
you won, i surrender
but time may pass
termination is at hand
be ready for terror
by assail, retaliation overdrive
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