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The dropping weights, The cling of plates. A beed of sweat, Can't quit yet. Together we grow, Trying to get swole. Pushing our weights, On our gym dates. We train back, Pulling from the rack. We hit chest, You always did your best. We work shoulders, Trying to make boulders. Can't forget legs, Even if she begs. We skipped arms, Due to your charms. Didn't bother with abs, You can handle jabs. We Pushed each other, Spent that time together. The gym was our space, Our happy place.
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Sep 24, 2019
Sep 24, 2019 at 10:16 PM UTC
My Swolemate
The dropping weights, The cling of plates. A beed of sweat, Can't quit yet. Together we grow, Trying to get swole. Pushing our weights, On our gym dates. We train back, Pulling from the rack. We hit chest, You always did your best. We work shoulders, Trying to make boulders. Can't forget legs, Even if she begs. We skipped arms, Due to your charms. Didn't bother with abs, You can handle jabs. We Pushed each other, Spent that time together. The gym was our space, Our happy place.
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Sep 24, 2019
Sep 24, 2019 at 10:16 PM UTC
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