Fist (Final)

Fist

Unpack my gloves
Lace the ties
I made mistakes
I didn’t think were mistakes at the time
I said things
That should have never been said
I was silent
When I should have been outspoken
I was cloudy
When I thought I was bright
I used good-bye
As my secret deadly weapon
Worse than any fist
Across the face

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