k, so I lied.

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Leg-locked

So you lost the bet, the race, the game

You lost your face, your shirt, your name

You lost your love along the way

You lost your will to make the play

You’re losing time and money too

Integrity is falling through

And don’t forget the bygone friends

Where does all the passing end?

I’ll tell you what-the time comes near

When all you have left to you is fear

And after all such fear has dealt,

You’ll find you’ve even lost yourself.

 

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About Keats

Oh I'm sassy and I'm sexy, So silly sweet-and-sour Delightfully disastrous And deliciously dour I'm flippantly foolish, Filled I am with fear Can't concentrate completely, and my conduct isn't clear But to bravely be my best I Bring bravado back, BEHOLD!

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