I wrote this poem after the gym, as I was determined to loose weight, and look good, a goal I've had for years.

Apologize for your mistakes,
or pay for your sins.

Fight for your freedom,
or fear the confined room.

Man up and face your problems,
or drown deep in your depression,
cuz' one way or other, it'll hunt you down,
it'll mount you on the ground,
it'll eventually bite you some time around.




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