RhymeFairy
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sometimes too much, really is
too much. I live a life of kids, school
clean and rule, this crazy roost.
I keep waiting to jump back
on my soap box, go my nine rounds,
give'm hell and come out bumped'n
bruised with a smile resting on my face.
to go the distance instead of sitting,
dreading the next day, another night,
struggling with this too proud smile.
to put up or shut up, walk my mile,
and live. really live, in the sunlight.
where one feels, instead of just
surviving, until the next round.
...
too much. I live a life of kids, school
clean and rule, this crazy roost.
I keep waiting to jump back
on my soap box, go my nine rounds,
give'm hell and come out bumped'n
bruised with a smile resting on my face.
to go the distance instead of sitting,
dreading the next day, another night,
struggling with this too proud smile.
to put up or shut up, walk my mile,
and live. really live, in the sunlight.
where one feels, instead of just
surviving, until the next round.
...
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