Deadly Words – Poem

Posted on 9 February, 2017 by

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Gloves came off

Hands start to flail

I could hear him cry

But I was set to stay

For as my hands struck his mind

No life could be receipted

I’m in trouble now

My fists deadly

As a venomous mouth

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