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Fighter
Contributed by
Senates
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Tuesday, 11th February 2014 @ 09:34:16 AM in AEST
Topic:
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I am a fighter because I used to brawl,
I did not need gloves at all,
People looked up to me as I rose from streets,
So I took my throne as one of the elites,
And before I knew it, I started to change,
Cars and money made me deranged,
So I neglected my training to party all night,
I even did drugs before my title fight,
One right cross and the fight was done,
I knew that I would have never won,
I turned to drugs to cover up the pain,
The pain of asking why my life was all in vain.
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2014-02-11 09:34:16]
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Re: Fighter
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by softerware on
Wednesday, 12th February 2014 @ 08:25:49 PM AEST
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Ouch…A needless downhill spiral here..easy to be on the outside looking in! Why can we never see our own destiny when it is so clear to others!
A nice compact reminder that we need to pay attention to the signposts! Thank you!
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Re: Fighter
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by emystar on
Friday, 14th February 2014 @ 03:34:42 AM AEST
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Very sad but great writing.
Blessings and welcome to YPDC.
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