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Author: Klunderbunker
Fiction Rated: K+ - English - General - Reviews: 1 - Published: 09-14-05 - Updated: 09-14-05 - id:2007096

No one can stop you?

Is that what you really think?

It’s amazing that you managed to survive this long.

I used to think that way too.

Thinking that I could feel no pain

That I could take anything anyone had.

What an absurd thought to think

That I could never be hurt at all.

How long that feeling lasted,

Is really hard to say

I would be able to live forever

Never tasting death’s bitter sting.

Then one day it caught up with me.

Had I really believed what I told myself?

Or was it just that I had let down my guard

And someone had seen it and struck?

Either way it was, I had lost.

Lost the swagger I walked around with

And the smile that came with it.

The man that I thought I was is gone.

One day it will happen to you.

No matter how great you think you are,

One day you will lose as well.

It’s just a way of life.

What’s that you say?

I was right after all?

There’s no shame in being wrong

It was only a matter of time.

Oh well, so what?

What have you really lost?

A walk, a feeling inside?

Nothing that time can’t fix.

You thought that you were great before

But how could you really know?

There’s no way it can be measured,

Until you’ve finally lost one time.



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