realisenothing:A clang that once passed unnoticed now...

realisenothing:

A clang that once passed unnoticed now reverberates through our bones
The hip-hop, the new pop, a distant memory for us
The silent lifters
Or rather the not so silent

For before our noise was masked, outdone by,
Now every grunt and sigh and breath is heard and forms the symphony of exercise

Metal is the prelude, the overture and conclusion
Clamps slide across bars, bars land in the open arms of racks, racks resonate with themselves like the chiming of a bell

We are not weight lifters any more, we are priests and parish combined
Meeting God in the form of a bench

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