The fight

by damont   Aug 5, 2007


We were about to fight.
the only opinion left was to shed that dark light.
The first strike came to my face.
The impact was loud but no mark was left to trace.
He swing again but this time he missed.
i swung back my fist and his lips kissed.
blood dripped down his lower lip.
his finger wiped the blood off to meet his eyes then he flipped.
He swung with a left and then a right i saw it coming i moved out the way of the punches sight.
I put an end to this fight.
I came in close he took a step back i swung with all my might i hit him in a knockout spot on his face with a mean right.
He layed motionless night after night.
regaining consciousness days later after the fight.

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  • 16 years ago

    by X Kashies Misery X

    See look I really like your poetry and all, but I think they are a little deep and long..i mean like, you need to lighten them up at the beginning a bit more and then make them gradually deeper because its just all of a suddern so intense that it just confuses me....thats the best way to descriibe it...but i dont even no if its that..just something doesnt really add up....
    ^_- but i still think its ur talent that u are so deep
    its KEWL

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