September 27, 2011
By TheWickedOne GOLD, Newton, Illinois
TheWickedOne GOLD, Newton, Illinois
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Favorite Quote:
I'm tired of trying, sick of crying, I know I've been smiling, but inside I'm dying.

wind kiss my face
fire burn in my legs
gravel small and smooth on my nikey shoes
the sun beats down on me
caress my shoulders and propels me forward
i have no sense of time or length
my eyes spark with the need to breath
i gasp as wind fills my lungs
i dont even stop
i just run
its my one and only true love

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