A knife that cut too deep a slash that still burns failures piled high and flammable. I held my losses at bay with knives with guns my hands my bike my brothers my iron will. <br><br>But not my heart. No my heart was the flame that would light the match ignite the blaze. <br><br>I am the enforcer-the killer when called upon<br>the ruthless hound on demand the one who cleans the mess left behind.<br> <br>I am the protector-I can make you bleed smash you to pieces. But she smashed all my excuses and I shattered hers. For a split second she was mine but I will always be hers.<br> <br>Some things really beautiful things you can't hold onto forever.