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Blood sweat and stress. For this one feeling. Only few will ever feel. A feeling of accomplishment. Rolling away from pain. Or that feeling of just bombing a hill. Free in the world when I have this feeling And so free in my mind. Everything goes away. This feeling keeps me on my grind. Spending hours of my life with this feeling. It'll never be a waste of time. So in control in my own world. Only I could be in this zone. This one feeling is one of a kind. Even to the people who do feel it. They have their own kind. But this feeling I feel when I'm feeling it. This feelings mine
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Jan 4, 2013
Jan 4, 2013 at 2:41 PM UTC
That one feeling ,I keep chasing
Blood sweat and stress. For this one feeling. Only few will ever feel. A feeling of accomplishment. Rolling away from pain. Or that feeling of just bombing a hill. Free in the world when I have this feeling And so free in my mind. Everything goes away. This feeling keeps me on my grind. Spending hours of my life with this feeling. It'll never be a waste of time. So in control in my own world. Only I could be in this zone. This one feeling is one of a kind. Even to the people who do feel it. They have their own kind. But this feeling I feel when I'm feeling it. This feelings mine
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Jan 4, 2013
Jan 4, 2013 at 2:41 PM UTC
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