Grit.
Spirit 2 Withstand Hurt.
Dirt On Hands After Working N The Mud All Night.
Grit.
Grit Of A Knight.
Not Here 2 Take Much Sh*t.
Shot Up & Astounding, Us All, With Mythic Wit.
Spirit.
Grit.
- Authors: Broken Ankh (Pseudonym)
- Visible: All lines
- Finished: February 21st, 2023 16:30
- Limit: 15 stanzas
- Invited: Public (any user can participate)
- Comment from author about the poem: Just Have Fun, Fellow Poetz.
- Category: Surrealist
- Views: 6
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