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Personals
All I eat is grapesThe green ones are the bestI am the queen of dyslexic
And I hide in my mind waiting for opportunit
The only poems I write rhyme with time
And my endless thoughts are aloud in my head
Born to be a swimmerBut I am a cheerleader full time
The X-Factor makes me cry
And I wish I had the chops to sing
I suck at running
But when the killer is running after you he probably has a gun anyway
I thank everyone I meet
So thank you
Power ThroughDedication cannot be stopped by limitation
So we push through, so hard it gets fuzzy to see our goal
Feeling lost, losing a leader, feeling our bones ache, and our Stomachs turn
But we must keep going, keep counting, keep going
Sweat, tears, blood, fears
Flooding the mat, filling the time with stress
But we must keep going, keep pushing
Hitting the ground, feeling each others pain
Two, then three, out for the count, agony becoming them
But we have to keep going, pick up and carry the injured
Continue with the new found weight
Hope is lost, the feeling is gone, but we must keep going
Push through the tired, swim through the waves of lost hope
And make it to the other side
It gets harder to go on, but we stay strong
We fight to the bitter end
And then the next day, we do it again