"I'm back"
They hail the wrongs
Even sing songs
To praise the rots
I can't fight
Coz I'm not strong
So I sent my pen to the gym
It is now strong
Give me pen, Give me paper
No more dulling, no more later
Words getting thicker
Brace yourselves
I'm about to rain on them
I don't have to be judgmental
But can't I be instrumental?
I was on a truce
Now I'm back
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