Gym Class


Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

The locker room smells nasty,
And my gym shoes smell like feet.
My socks smell like they’re made of cheese
Or spoiled rotten meat. The toilets are all backed up,
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And the floors are soaking wet.
The stench around the benches
Is from everybody’s sweat. The shower stalls are moldy.
All the uniforms are stiff.
The air reeks of deodorant;
I dare you—take a whiff! I’m not the smartest person,
But I know this much is true:
Instead of calling it P.E.
It should be called P.U.

-Neal Levin
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My Confession

My love for you is uncontrollable.

My feelings for you are unstoppable.

Can't go

This Is Your Time

This is your time

to no longer be who you were,

to rise from the embers,

Enough Hurting Those Who Love You

Wondering why you have so much hate

Before you see it will be too late

Trying to

Life Lessons

There's beauty in the struggle,

There's feeling in pain.

For every painstaking mi

He Is Hurting Too

He's tired of the pain.

He's tired of every lie.

He's tired of the countless nigh

For A Best Friend

Through tears and fights,

Through smiles, I knew everything

It would be all right

ajnabee the or ajnabee hai

मेरी आँखो का हर आँसू तेरे प्यार की नि

Keep On Smiling

As you travel on life's way

With its many ups and downs,

Remember it's quite true

A Time To Talk

When a friend calls to me from the road

And slows his horse to a meaning walk,

I

SO JAUN ME FIR SE SAPNO ME

देर सवेर फिर से भोर हो गई,

रातों की

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