Battler

You may cringe at my sullen look
and shy away from my combative stance or laugh at the way I pronounce my words or look down at my preposterous gall to even attempt
the lofty snob halls of poetry or you stare at my out
of control eyebrows and gasp in horror at my insane ways but still I fight
inch by fucking inch to be heard
and listened to; a proud battler
to the end.

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