Giving up? A mere challenge, I see

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Giving up? A mere challenge, I see

You think I'd leave and go flee?

You think your words ­– a menace to me

You think I'd go cry – "danger thee"

I chuckle upon your fearless face

Scared, shall I be?

I am no other – than a killing spree

I feed on flesh

You think your something to me?

Never, I'd surrender – Fall like scree?

Giving up? A mere challenge, I see

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