Perfect connection
Instant pain
Could you feel
Gratification
At the blunt force
Of a victorious
And so mighty blow
Wind has left me
Vaccuum created
Hollow emptiness
Remains like hunger
Traumatic upheaval
Triggered numbness
A stagger backwards
A ragged gasp, can't
Fill my lungs, can't
Draw a breath, cant
Ever again think you'd
Not hit me so hard
When I was already
Down so very low,
Down for the count
One, two, three, ten
You win
Kelly
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