The Race is Mine!
Tuesday, Feb. 13, 2007 @ 16:10
(This is a poem I wrote when I was an athlete)
Every time I hit the water,
There is no holding back.
Flying through the wetness with no fear,
I am on top of the world.
From east to west, north and south,
I don�t care where my competitors are.
Pain will shoot through their muscles,
As glory fills my body.
Only few can make it.
I will succeed and watch you fail,
For I will reach the finish line first
And cry as I receive the gold medal.
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