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The Will to Move On
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Poems Why is it that everything rests on me
and everyone points a finger at me
I can't understand my calling in life
the only thing thats got my back is a knife
I try my best to make it to the top
Hard-Headed, I refuse to stop
the Adrenaline keeps my legs runnin'
blow after blow, the hits keep comin'
hold my head, Look up to the sky
With God's grace I'm still alive
all that get in my way
get blown away
some say im cursed,that I'm a F@#$% hex
but a word to you all, try to stop me, you'll be next
I like this poem a lot as well! It made me smile. I like that try and stop me attitude. Awesome.