The twitching eyes warn me,
You’re only looking for blood tonight,
And as a punch rolls off my head,
I fear I’m losing more than a fight tonight.
A broken lung,
Crutched as payment for your broken heart,
I’m on the ground again.
I’m losing conciseness again.
And you said,
I’d never live to this to my friends.
Any good?
Comments
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Cough this should have won. Cough
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This is a good take on the prompt thank you for your entry goodluck to you in this contest best wishes and much luck

