As my legs weaken
my heart throbs
the goal line is freedom standing like a beaken
my head hurts and bobs
I trip and stumble
placeing a hand on the ground
and regather the ball to save a fumble
the opposition all around
I push up and run harder
eyes full of fire and determination
the opposition looking as if they will comit murder
all eyes on me coming from the nation
10 yardsaway is salvation
the harder i push on the more it hurts
never turning back for fear of negation
my second wind is only coming in short spurts
all the time on the clock has expired
state on the line
as i go on i've never felt this tiered
I crossed the goal line victory is mine
Little something i wrote it aint much but i was board
smooth as silk u face a wave incased in ice
to take it on is a game of fate
you choose 2 face it after a roll of the dice
as u approch u cant turn back for it's 2 late
u take 2 the air like a like a plane in flight
u spin in a clock wise twist
it seems u fly threw the night
and u crash because the landing u missed
with bones hurt
and body bruised
u get on the lift for a rematch
and u through caution 2 the wind
for adrenilin is running high
and the chance 2 win is nigh
All im sayin is if u fall get up and try again
this is a story about my wrek so laugh it up if u must but just so u no i ended up landing the trick cause i got up and tried it again
In Memory of Alex Lowery
Thursday, February 16, 2006
its all true so take it as u will
Power is force and will
to drive and push u to do well
as games go on power increases
strengh is pushed 2 the limit
as you strive 2 win
you catch a second wind
and force your self on
when some one tells u its impossible
it just fuels a fire in side of u
and u use it as a force 2 drive on
In Memory of Alex Lowery #4 he's always in or hearts to push us on
i'll see u soon Bubs
Much luv man i'll never forget u
peace out Bubs
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Updated On: 2/20/2006 at 5:18 PM
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Updated On: 2/22/2006 at 7:22 PM
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