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by rebeccasarah Nov 24, 2009 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
Quick strides, short breaths all is quiet but the sound of your steps. keep running. cold air stinging your nose following the road as far as it goes. keep running. sharp pains, even paces a thundering heart, your feet it races. keep running. time seems frozen all worries lost cold black pavement covered in frost. keep running. *not finished*