Grind
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Trudge through the mud
and the rain.
No rest for the weary
No rest from the pain
Lights and the shadows
play tricks on my brain
And my heart is strained
against a Thick rusted chain.
"As I arose from such an immersed slumber.
(I was knocked the fuck out)
My eyes were grappled with an abundance of ravishing sunlight
(the sun was shining bright as hell in my window)
I can't live without the grind
The driving force to succeed
To be the best
You have to grind
Schoolwork and sports
Always on the grind
I'd be nowhere without it
Going off to colleege soon?
Its that time again, back to the grind. Its the era of work, nothing left to unwind
You do not need to be fast.
You do not have to finish the 5k you registered for the morning of,
vulnerable. To be a runner,
just start.
Let the cheetah of your legs move you
