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Gasping relentlessly praying for air I leave my body as though I'm not there I look upon my mangled corps barely breaking overwhelming force Blood paints the arena I fear my time is neigh I slowly slip away blinded by the light In this time of vicious onslaught Memories flash before me bringing me away from here shrouding me with inner peace Strings of familiar words begin dancing in my head tonged by those who have always lent helping hand "What are you doing?" "Get on Your feet!!!" **" **** it up and drive on!!"** "FIGHT!" The moment is now silenced beget a ringing in my ear my vision fades to grey the man that stands before me prey I reanimate as a legion of the dead my lungs no longer draw breath nor thoughts within my head A smile bares As I throw him off My reddened teeth lead my assault ONE TWO AGAIN AND AGAIN Enraged fever bolstering my hands A shadow of a man sways and drops my thirst is quenched my furry paused I reflect a moment as I hear the ring Again I stand In Victory
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Apr 23, 2015
Apr 23, 2015 at 9:54 PM UTC
Victory III
Gasping relentlessly praying for air I leave my body as though I'm not there I look upon my mangled corps barely breaking overwhelming force Blood paints the arena I fear my time is neigh I slowly slip away blinded by the light In this time of vicious onslaught Memories flash before me bringing me away from here shrouding me with inner peace Strings of familiar words begin dancing in my head tonged by those who have always lent helping hand "What are you doing?" "Get on Your feet!!!" **" **** it up and drive on!!"** "FIGHT!" The moment is now silenced beget a ringing in my ear my vision fades to grey the man that stands before me prey I reanimate as a legion of the dead my lungs no longer draw breath nor thoughts within my head A smile bares As I throw him off My reddened teeth lead my assault ONE TWO AGAIN AND AGAIN Enraged fever bolstering my hands A shadow of a man sways and drops my thirst is quenched my furry paused I reflect a moment as I hear the ring Again I stand In Victory
The final piece in the victory trilogy ( ha that rhymes) ... well for now anyway
#fighting#perspective#firstperson
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ryan-clark
American
Apr 23, 2015
Apr 23, 2015 at 9:54 PM UTC
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