No matter what
I won't back down
let alone give in
this is a fight until the end.
Blood painted fists
sweat drenched forehead
musk smell barely noticed
this one will be fun.
I waited many years
for a moment like this
an opponent hell bent on death
there is no restraint.
To late to think
guaranteed destruction
a motto I subscribe
"I the bane of myself".
There we stand
deep breaths
the next blow will decide
which side of the mirror wins.
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thegoldenpath
A contest entry
- Entertain me [freeverse] ♥ by whiterabbit..
330 points, ended June 29, 2008, 25 entries
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