Another year another round,
life is hard and peace is not to be found.
if this is anything like boxing, i keep getting knocked down.
my heart filled with sadness and my concealed frown.
what is it that i do not do right,
the swings i take are not winning me this fight.
down is where i am, down is where i stay.
my vision is blurred, so down i shall lay.
i dropped my hands for a few seconds and had no guard,
that's a reason i fell sooooooo hard...
-Andrew
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