Every time i take a stride or happen to gain some steam i hit a bump, back a jump, just like a bad dream. when i fall, im not to tall.,i feel lower then dirt but then thats when it starts to hurt. That when i try and gather pride, and skip to phase 3 and if i dont and say i wont, thats a lie to a degree and when i fail, i will prevail, and will set me free so back to phase 1,. ill start with that Then go back to phase 3
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Posted: Nov 2011
About this poem:
iT STUCK IN MY HEAD SO HAD TO SHARE. HOPE Someone like these.. Thought id add some things and see what you think honestly... im not doing this for a career lol.. :)
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