TO run

by clevername   Jun 2, 2005


The highway looks so different
wen your standing on it completely alone
then when your driving on it in a comfortable car
To me its just this plan mass of black nothingness
and as my toes are placed above this white line i stare out at the colorful wave flowing over the black gravel
this is my track
that i will run across for miles
i will sprint away from all my fears
that i've felt for long years
my mind will sway in a beautiful direction
as i reach the reasoning that there will never be an end to this track
on and on i will run
over and over
i will scream
this is my life plan
but i cant wait to hear your scream when you find out that I'm missing

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