Right Cross From Hell
A cool poem to indulge!

Standing up to my enemies
Pointy are my horns
Expert combo package deliverer
Killing with a smile
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When they go away
Happiness sets in
Feeling healthy
And still floating on mud
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I played in the dark
Mind sick but tamed
I waited for the show
As I was the closing act
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Angels closing in
Like feathers in dirty water
Pumps and skirts
Driving my demons
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When they fell
I laughed
In the cold
My smile a dread
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Only in my eyes
This path was straight
In a fog full of voices
But the path was a maze
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Still standing
From a combo
Right cross to the jaw
Straight from Hell
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Still standing
And ready for another
Combo right cross
From the fog
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By Bazooka Teaches
About the Creator
Bazooka Teaches
A regular Joe that is just surviving the struggle. Loves to write and is constantly fighting the forces of evil.




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