you pound headstrong
with regained violence against closed doors
being free as you thought
pushes you unexpectedly to places you already came
our stupid heads bangs itself
against broken fortresses until it explodes
you lay the remains to rest
where no one has come yet, heroism lies far away
and you bash and you bash and you cash in
and you hit back
and smack down
even getting up hurts
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