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May 2013
It comes out of no where
Like a storm on a sunny day.
And once it comes,
It never goes away.
Like a guest that over stays his welcome.

When I'm on my way to victory.
It seeks to destroy me.

And before you know it,
I give in.
I'm just not strong enough to win,
In this game of tug-of- war.
I've lost every time before.
Montana Modderman © 2013.
montana modderman
Written by
montana modderman  Florida
(Florida)   
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