Fight Poem by Hannah Bradford

Its all going down
Burn it to the ground
So sick of your lies
And ur rumor spreadin spies
You have no reason
To h8 me so much
But girl im bout 2 make u
Startin with this punch
U go down so fast
But i climb right on top
My fist hit so hard
Tht u cant even block
U r losin this fite
Along with ur beauty
Tht i am destroyin
With absolute cruelty
They cant stop this
Im to angry to tire
So get ready for more
As i give n 2desire