{October 19, 2009}   Blog entry#19


Down on my bended knees I plead for mercy

Afraid to raise my head, the wind blows some dust

As I brush it off, You stand in defense mode


Trying to reassure my intentions

I feel a shot  blade over my shoulder

Scared out my witts



Why so much torture?

I never meant to resist

But my instincts over powered my strength


Its not my fault we limited to two options

but our paths would cross again

Next time, It will be I with no mercy


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