Time
Clocks tick-
Time lost
Strokes abrupt
Arms spin-
No progress is made
Always wanting, never winning-
Enduring all the pain
Rehearsing hours
Sacrifices given-
Tears shed
No progress is made
Struggle never sufficient
Position never solidified
Times never fast enough-
Body aches in aspiration
No progress is made
Success through others, never alone
Records, brick walls forever standing
Time, consumed and abused, wasted and forever gone
No progress is made
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