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Jul 2017
Im climbing this mountain,
my legs are shot,
This steep steep mountain,
gotta get to the top.

Im scaling this mountain,
my fists bleeding and cracked,
this hellish mountain,
but theres no turning back.

I wont give in,
though my lungs are on fire,
I wont stop climbing,
higher and higher.

the man on the peak,
he's got my belt,
still so far away,
the most pain Ive felt.

I belong up there,
so I will push and drive,
I may look dead,
but my heart is alive.

Wbc here I come,
nothing you do can stop me,
because from the top of this mountain,
I can look down and see you coming.
Written by
Ishmael  21/M
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