Boxer

by Curtis Young   Aug 9, 2013


I'm a boxer,
My job seems to inties her.
When i'm in that ring,
My adrenaline starts before the first bell goes ding.

I hear the crowd yelling,
In the rush i relize that im winning.
Smack! Smack! Smack goes my fist,
As my hand and his face do a violent kiss.

This is what i do,
Over and over my hands flew.
I love this feeling,
In that ring i turn into a different being.

I box, i am a boxer. And I LOVE EVORY SECOND OF IT.

btw sorry for any spelling mistakes

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  • 11 years ago

    by WintersAngel

    It's great that you've found something you love to do!!!!