The
moment
happened
so
quickly
Yet
lasts
forever
Two
kicks to
the head
Staggered
me
Fear and
anger
Mixed a
cocktail
Far more
volatile
Than the
eight I
had
before
These
are the
moments
That you
make
life
decisions
Without
benefit
of
consideration
Pulling
the
knife
from my
pocket
I was no
longer
the
victim
As my
tormentor
Turned
on his
heels
and ran
I
pursued
Defending
my honor
With two
quick
slashes
Then
lights
and
sirens
Now time
passes
slowly
For
three to
five
years |
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