Hashtag pow, shot down with ease
Legs spring up Hes on his knees
A quick ko jumps off the floor
Auto pilot needs some more
Can't avoid with feints and blocks
Sucker punched he lost his socks
Floats like a peacock, waves like the sea
He can't sidestep what he can't see
Brains confused, oh my daze
Perplexing head shot in a maze
No White towel he's conscious still
Been struck before he knows the deal
Experience will hide the pain
Gamblers will earn their gain
A short sharp shock, hit with bricks
My once a week goldie fix
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Dec 26, 2014
Dec 26, 2014 at 2:44 AM UTC
Wasted youth stagnated years
Eating away subconscious fears
Broken spirit, minds aloof
Ignorance can't hide the truth
Anxious of loss, alone without light
Chronic wanking took his sight
Arise kindred spirits he found the gap
A Painful exit a misplaced map
Behind his ear lay a match
He struck some light and dropped his stash
Tunnel vision show no remorse
No longer could he stoke the corpse
We will not speak of her again
The apprehensive road began
A twilight spark caught his phone
But he was yet to hear her tone
Captivated by her curse
Anticipates her soulful verse
A stranger unveiled his hidden might
To extract the mind and regain sight
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Dec 26, 2014
Dec 26, 2014 at 2:40 AM UTC