Fail

by Inspriwriter   May 20, 2012


Hot and sweaty.
Dirty and exhausted.
Need to rest.
Can't hardly breath.
Trip over the roots.
Jump at the birds.
They hoot and holler.
Stop laughing.
Everything is mocking me.
Knowing I won't be able to do it.
They know I'll fail.
Hot and sweaty.
Dirty and exhausted.
I got my rest.

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