I've been knocked out.
Had my nose broken.
Jaw shattered.
Stabbed.
Robbed.
Shot at.
Arrested.
Overdosed.
Flipped cars.
Stomach pumped.
Pistol whipped.
Mauled by a Bull Terrier.
I've lost plenty of people.
Women, friends, family, son.
My teeth sink into my knuckles.
Knees too week to run.
Nothing ever hurt.
But this one...
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