Timid, tender areas,
No match for your strength
And largeness,
They trembled in your presence, but stood,
Ready and willing for the onslaught.
But what is this?
You're falling,
With nothing to your bloated claims?
Ah, but the prayers of the underdog,
And those timid, tender places proved too much.
They've overpowered
And taken you by storm.
And largeness,
They trembled in your presence, but stood,
Ready and willing for the onslaught.
But what is this?
You're falling,
With nothing to your bloated claims?
Ah, but the prayers of the underdog,
And those timid, tender places proved too much.
They've overpowered
And taken you by storm.
-jenn long
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