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I am writing this as the thoughts come to mind and will probably not read it until I post it. I needed to share some thoughts to the world right now. There may be more than one poem so the title may be misleading.

Sweats falls from his nose
Hits the blue mat
His chest hits the fabric
Weight on his back
Ankle swelling large
Purple is it's favorite color
Muscles strain against another
Breathing hard and uneven
Pushing against the other man
He makes a miraculous comeback
Pulling up a little strength
And pressing his limits
Standing tall he attacks
A blow that knocks the other down
Hips on the mat
The bell it rings
He stands
Hands raised high
Here he feels respect
Away though there is none
No respect for the pain
The torture
The will
The way
No respect at all.

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Paper thin
And paper white
Blue and purple
Rivers of blood
Visible.
Thin and lean
A young tree
Still growing
Thick strands
Chocolate and
Gold
Falls over strong shoulders,
The oddest eyes
Navy blue ring
Cadet blue ocean
Hazel light
Surrounds the
Black island.
Flooded color
Cheeks that are high
Giraffe.
Not the neck
The legs.
Considered odd
For different view
Color vision
Not black and white
Shades and hues
Not flat
She is the different
She is me.

I like them. You have talent. smile