Don’t give in

Hello,. Tap tap

Is this thing on?

Trying to Broadcast to the whole world right now

Sad violence, awkward silence

Tears dripping down the glass siding

Seconds left on the clock, tireless aiming waiting for the shot

3.. 2… 1…

popped the floater at the rim over Denvers 20th 25th and 6th men

The ball spins off the tips of my fingers

The crowd goes mute

Will the ball flush or will the doors shut

This was my last chance to make it up

I’ll leave it to the next runner up

Emotions were elevated as the sea tides ran low

The hue of the sky contrasts to the ink of sorrow

My eyes told lies as my heart heard the truth

The game as i knew it was over, the predictions were mainly true

It didn’t matter the amount influence I gave, You took

The orchestrated path for you

Yodel, scream, shout

All of which is the same

The voice you’ve corrugated will never be heard

The power you hold will always be passed on

The next step of the puzzle comes with a difficult ridge

The spot hasn’t yet been forged

Shall we fix the plate or change the serving?

Maybe some distance will do us good

We can’t seem to agree

You won’t take down the blinds

My eyes burn from the rays of heat

I won’t pretend I can’t feel

I won’t pretend you’re not missed or appreciated

This is the last game of the night but I’ll be back next year

I’m starting this season off protecting my Achilles

Collecting my burst of energy

Proclaiming all of my victories

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