sports, dreams, and aspirations (nothing intricate)

Sun, 11/09/2014 - 22:38 -- FLY

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I'll die in practice to live in the meets 

Spikes to rubber, and grass to cleetes.

i will never ever admit defeat

I will never ever take a seat,

I wont quit, 

I wont sit,

I'll grind and shine until the task is done,

I'll be up before the dusk of dawn,

this not an obligation, i do it for fun

If there is one thing im good at, it is to run,

I'll come in first by any means,

I'll quench my thirst and chase my dreams.

this is what I tell myself every nigt before i go to bed,

so hopefuly by god's grace i can excell past my peers and move ahead.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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