Written by Emily Harstone | January 25, 2018
She hit me one last time
The beginning of a short career.
They wouldn’t guess until it rotted.
Remorseless, he left his old life.
Was he going in or out?
Geared and ready, she stood waiting.
He carried his entire world everywhere.
Dear world,prepare to be conquered.
On the road wait for me.
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She hit me one last time
The beginning of a short career.
They wouldn’t guess until it rotted.
Remorseless, he left his old life.
Was he going in or out?
Geared and ready, she stood waiting.
He carried his entire world everywhere.
Dear world,prepare to be conquered.
On the road wait for me.