This is a simple description
Of a sudden happening
Not a rue or a ploy
To keep you going

It's not an epic tale
Of how the hero triumph
Wielding a magical sword of destiny
While standing on the mountain top

It is a simple vexation
That quickly strikes the heart
Quench the firery spirit
And pumps up andrenaline

I stand here
In front of you
To tell you of my demise
And my pain

I Lost my phone 4am
May 17 of the year 2020,
At gun point,
This is the hurtful truth.
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