I will be stronger then the river
That flows and chases me
That’s waters depths are misunderstood
Like a miswritten book
In waters that are black
I will be the scum
Waiting to be washed away
Yet clinging all matter of fact
I will be the foam
Of a rabid beast
Clinging sideways
Fighting for a taste of meat
The challenges she wrote against me
Don’t offend my eyes
For she becomes the rapids
Yet I am stronger then the river
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