Friday, April 23, 2010

Sprinter.

my heart is pumping so hard
almost out of my chest
sometimes i get short of breath
just walking up the stairs
a heart beat beckons me to move
i can not deny it this wish
so i run fast and i hope to take off
my hips coming undone the more i stretch my legs
the ground passing quickly below me
"i can make it, i can make it"
this is my song
my arms pumping in time to the beat
and finally i'm there
passing everyone
till nobody stands in my way
i can fly.

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