I've bloodied my love for you
It has gone the full ten rounds
It trickles blood for you
Sweat pours off its body
Displaying pure stamina
It refuses to fall down
Blow after blow
Kick after kick
Determination packed
Aided by the corner
It suffers through the pain
Refusing to throw in the towel
Swollen eyes blind the shot
Cracked lips spit blood
A moment of disorientation
Swing, go for a body shot
Swing again, refuse to lose
Have to make a stand sometime
This underdog
Beating the betters
Simply by surviving
Ten rounds of chaos
Victory never assured
It's up to the judges this time

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