the fighter still remains
And he carries the reminders of every glove that laid him down or cut him
’till he cried out in his anger and his shame
“I am leaving, I am leaving,”
but the fighter still remains
And he carries the reminders of every glove that laid him down or cut him
’till he cried out in his anger and his shame
“I am leaving, I am leaving,”
but the fighter still remains
a LEGO a day 