Run

May 1, 2008
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Muscles aching
Sweat dripping
Heaving chest
Burning lungs
Arms pumping
Leave it behind, escape
Nothing too fast, nothing too far,
Pounding steps against cold pavement, beating a sweetly mind-numbing rythmn
Into a troubled head
Leave it all behind
Run and sweat and pump and burn until its gone, all gone
Then Stop.





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