A Barrelracing Competion
My heart is racing,
It's almost time ,
I feel the pressure around me,
I'm next in line,
The pressure is stronger,
The pattern is set up,
My partner is ready,
I hear my name,
Then I hear them call my partner's,
It's time,
Here we Go...
Around the first,
Then the Second,
The third,
Now the homestretch,
The adrenaline rush,
The competition,
The wait.
Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.
Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.
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| Love ...... ME | 1 | 02/04/2011 |
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| Finally Home | 2 | 08/08/2010 |
| Senseless | 2 | 07/23/2010 |
| Running Waters | 1 | 07/21/2010 |
| Dead and Gone | 0 | 07/31/2009 |
| Tumbling Down | 0 | 05/27/2009 |
| Missing You | 1 | 05/25/2009 |
| The Horse's Spirit | 0 | 05/25/2009 |
| I Dream... | 0 | 05/25/2009 |
| When I'm With You | 0 | 05/25/2009 |
| A Barrelracing Competion | 0 | 05/25/2009 |
| Breaking Loose | 1 | 05/25/2009 |
| Been There | 0 | 05/24/2009 |
| Only You | 0 | 05/24/2009 |
| The Devil's Playground | 0 | 05/24/2009 |
| Love Me | 1 | 05/24/2009 |
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