Good Grief! the football’s pulled away,
And I lay on the ground,
It happens once, and once again,
So harsh it brings me down,
Her smile is in my mind today,
Forget the way I feel,
And though the football’s pulled away,
The truth I can’t reveal.

Good Grief! She’s shining in my thoughts,
I wish she were with me,
And in the field I cry aloud,
I wish that she could see,
And in the end I see it fall,
Before my very eyes,
Next time I’ll kick that football,
And smile as my heart flies.

                                                 Ktwilight

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