I don't want to beat a dead horse,
But sometimes your mind can tell you something,
That you consistently ignore.
You can't get blood from a stone unless you hit someone with it,
And I'm afraid that might be what I need to do.
Which will mean that I'll have to meet someone,
Which will be harder on me than you.
Or I could just leave it all, I'm getting nothing,
For the effort that I have been putting in.
I know what you're thinking, but it's not what you think,
I'm just slowly losing locomotion.
And it's alright,
What is it all for anyway?
Five minutes of glory and a life of ball-busting.
I could get that from my family.
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