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Running
Contributed by
althea_kendry
on
Wednesday, 3rd September 2008 @ 08:23:30 AM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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I lace up my tennis shoes And start running through the streets No one but me, my music, and my pace The melodies let my mind wander Remembering what used to be What might have been I start to concentrate on my body My movement and the pavement Trying to forget all the rest Forget the broken promises Forget the now-false strength and passion Forget the bad memories Forget the horrible depression And forget loss of the one I will always love But That song comes on, The one you said was just for me As the tears start to flow, I curse myself for keeping the song As I push harder and harder, Im sprinting as a panther The hurt fuels my muscles Harder and harder,,, Maybe itll stop the pain Make your face leave my mind Fill the gashed-up hole in my chest But as my muscles finally collapse And I gasp for air I close my eyes And you are still there
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2008-09-03 08:23:30] (Date/Time posted on
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