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I'm not the best poet in the world, but I want to know what you guys think of this! It's a sonnet from my poetry anthology project.
Pounding the pavement, it is quite the treat
Her legs getting stronger, as one can tell
Rhythmic breathing keeps her rhythmic heartbeat
“Boys do not shower!” she hears her coach yell
Everyone there is chatting and chitting
She lags behind while they trot along
Having a ball on the road they are hitting
Being speed demons like nothing is wrong
Pounding the pavement… wait, what is this?
Pain takes over as she looks to the skies
This will not leave her with merely a kiss
More than a mile is her knees’ great demise
No longer rhythmic, her breathing is hard
Feeling as though she can’t go one more yard

