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The shoes on the floor next to the bed
The clock on the stand all quiet and ready
The sun starts to break as the morning awakes
The weather appears to hold steady
The ring of the clock burst through the silence
I jump out of the warmth to start of the day
I find my myself happy for what’s to come
my mind will be thinking I’ve come here to play
The gun starts the beginning of it all
I take that first step it’s like molasses
I push through the pain at the moment I start
and suddenly these legs start to make several passes
it’s done now, it’s over, the day is successful
now that wasn’t so bad, nor was it stressfull
Copyright © Phillip Santisteven | Year Posted 2008
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