I’m a violent man.
There’s no denying it.
I didn’t want to be this way.
But it was the way I choose.
The life I choose.
I made the choice to be a violent man.
None made that choice for me.
I threw the first punch.
And the second.
And the third.
I was the one who got a taste for it.
And I was the one who decided to be violent.
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Categories: flash fiction