I need a foe to find my peace, To make the senseless make some sense, To feel the sparks behind my back, The blackened flint of hate's intense. I need a foe to carry on, To know he's lurking, never gone, So rage can stitch each day to day, And lies explode like cannon's song. I need a foe who's just like me, A wretch worn raw by cruelty.
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