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by Laloser05 Oct 3, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / grieving, loss
I've faced my demons, And have won many fights. But finally you defeat me, Here on this night. You took your sword, Stabbed in my chest. I failed you all, If this was a test. I beg for mercy, Here on my knees. I beg for my life, "Please sir please. You've shown your strength, And you've won you prize" I look up, And see no good in his eyes. A sharp movement then, And everything mists. I think that my future, Now not exists. He overpowered, And hit where it hurt. Pushed me below him, Ground into the dirt. I was not strong, As i gave in. "Well done, i applaud you, Congratulations you win!"