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non humphries

Monday, September 1st, 2008

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Sometimes your efforts
come to nothing,
the best team doesn’t
always win,
sometimes you dominate,
but can’t get a goal,
you’re stuck in a rut,
stuck in a hole.
But you can’t let it get to you,
if you’re to survive,
you’ve got to keep fighting,
to keep your dreams alive.
Some will slate you,
others rate you,
and opposing strikers,
will ALWAYS hate you.
Whoever you play for,
in whatever position,
let neither compliment or insult,
cloud your vision,
coz whatever your number,
whatever your name,
you’re only as good,
as your last game.

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