My fists shake
My brain scrambles
My lips in a set line
Eyes closed tightly
I feel the steam leaving my ears
A hissing sound fills the air
To me....
It's like the roaring of a freight train
Screeching to a halt
The screaming of the crowd
roaring in my ears
The top blows
the crowd goes wild
as the fists start flying
All the rage flying out of me
boom
boom
pow
knockout
-E.G
DU LÄSER
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Poesithis story is for anyone who wanta to read it... it might be a trigger warning to some sensitive people. I'm sensitive. this is my life. it may spund like drama... but its all true. This is my life in the form of poems. Heart felt meaningful poems...
