Cramped, lost, and crying in my own exhausted body,
tired of spending all my money like I'm overly gaudy.
Short is this pain but long is the ornament,
until I see the path to winning this life-long tournament.
No longer numb am I, yet still caught in a gasp.
New knowledge instilled that ferociously connected the dots, and at long last filled in the gaps.
Jan 27, 2017
Jan 27, 2017 at 6:16 PM UTC
Cramped, lost, and crying in my own exhausted body,
tired of spending all my money like I'm overly gaudy.
Short is this pain but long is the ornament,
until I see the path to winning this life-long tournament.
No longer numb am I, yet still caught in a gasp.
New knowledge instilled that ferociously connected the dots, and at long last filled in the gaps.
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