Bloody Knuckles

Super fist and high impact

Connect and with that,

Say a secondary flattery

To just make them feel alright



Again with a tumble

It includes the rising heel

There ain't mercy or sway

Some kind of scream and then run away



In sync without the shake

In style without the glammer

Dust gone flyin' with intention

Another victim with broken jaws



A running stomp without a look behind

Blood on his trail keeps him at pace

And his traffic partner's still in the dirt

Flailing his arms to show his beauty and pain



An intelligent lunatic in a fight with himself

As the teacher and student takes on the rest of the world

Where were you, as I was here

Viewing the spectacle and enjoying my health.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

#200. Again, as always, ignore it's blatant lack of talent and quality. Happy fucking new year.

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