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I did not know I could hurt another man
I did not know I had that rage in me
I did not know I could take him down
I did not know I could pound and pound him
Maybe deep down inside I knew to stop
Something would not let me stop
Now as they carry him away
I’ve kept my word to myself
No one will ever hurt me again
Or maybe I’ve proven nothing
Because I am still dead inside
ABOUT THE AUTHOR:
Gene has been writing for a while, he just hasn’t told us how long. He enjoys communicating with and helping new writers. He has a uniquely simple Hemmingwayish writing style.
He has traveled extensively and even lived in a remote cabin high up in the mountains where he claims he found his style.
“Living without electricity and running water helps you clear your head.” He now does all his writing from a table overlooking a beautiful lake in North Carolina. All of the dogs and pretty much all the women in the stories are real. His true-fiction style allows for much exaggeration or entertainment but the people and dogs are all really special and deeply loved by the author.
