If You’ve Got the Balls

There’s nowhere to fall
that you cannot re-ascend
No labyrinth core
or ridge or dead end
You are the power
of your own rise
of thine own demise
It was you all along
Every time you fell down
The hope that you found
Down in the deep of the ground
Every time you gave up
Every time you gave in
Just part of the sequence
It will happen again
By now you know deep
You know deep and wide
That each failure is you
Playing god with your power
Get into the groove
Snap into your move
Your the bearer of wonder
You’re the countdown to thunder
Fill thine cup, and overflow
Pedal to ground, over-GO
Nimiety waits in slow motion halls
This is your life if you’ve got the balls

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