Internet Fight For Life
He thought he was big, he thought he was tough,
He thought he could fight everyone.
In his mind he could punch, he could parry and swerve,
His fists were his own machine gun.
He never felt pain, not a scratch, or an ache,
No graze nor blood, nor a bruise.
In his mind he was the invincible, bulletproof guy,
The only guy to wear untouchable shoes.
He killed for no reason, just shot without care,
Shot anyone who got in his way.
He believed that he was utterly invincible,
It would never be him who would pay.
And then one day his internet crashed,
He lost all the fighter credits he had gained.
In a tantrum and rage he punched his glass screen,
His dead body was found all blood stained.
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